come winds return
it started to dance, ah bored with meofflanders have rhythm you see
meandering in the early mositing lite
with heads bobbing all a tune
flashing bites of white you see
in gowns of lilac for all to see
more graceful with each breath
a mere hundred or three
all dancing for me to see
the banners all claps, flags a too
look for might not see
for we be wee for you to see
for the bee shall dance with all of me
for honey we be though we be wee
but look if you will for we be wee
for a mower be sharp
for the wind you see
did dance for me
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