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Why Spring Fell Flat

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The Spring is gone. I have not seen     Its fairies tripping on the Block,     Arcadians in grey and green,     The happy flapper in a frock     So dainty that the breezes fret     It like the smoke of cigarette.     Ive seen no pixies of the pave     The season deck with flower and plume;     No slim, entrancing elves that wave     Their gossamers like wattle bloom;     But only staid, trim maids arrayed     In Autumn costumes tailor-made.     Not like a garden poppy strewn     And scented as an Eden fair     Has been the Block at afternoon.     So Spring came not to me this year.     Curse on the greedy profiteer     Who made the dear ones all too dear!

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