"So springtime, are you over, I didn't get much of a chance to experience you before summertime scooted its way in. I feel that you get jipped every year, and for that, well, all I can say is I am very sorry. Just when I was beginning to really enjoy your beautiful tulips, daffodils, and budding trees, so soon you leave. Next year I hope that winter is courteous enough to leave sooner giving you some freedom to express your beauty, and that summer isn't so impatient to begin. I love and cherish you springtime!"
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