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Rondel: "These April Days"
The days of April start with rhyming,
walking ever all way through.
Poems are our daily due.
Each rhythm's needed as our timing.
Our hen insists I stop my priming
o'er the words I now must do.
The days of April start with rhyming,
walking ever all way through.
"Please, feed me or your fence I'm climbing,
quickly I will fly to you.
Feed me grub for I'm so blue."
Demanding's fowl. It's always chiming.
The days of April end with rhyming.
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