Daffodowndilly She wore her yellow sun-bonnet, She wore her greenest gown; She turned to the south wind And curtsied up and down. She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.” A. A. Milne – When We Were Very Young
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Hang On Sloopy – The McCoys
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Saturday In The Park – Chicago
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If you feel the urge, don’t be afraid to go on a wild goose chase. What do you think wild geese are for anyway? Will Rogers
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A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, the man who never reads lives only one. George R. R. Martin
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Bicycle Race – Queen
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