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I Meant To Do My Work Today
by Richard LeGallienne
I meant to do my work today, But a brown
bird sang in the apple tree, And a butterfly flitted across the field, And all the leaves were calling me. And the
wind went sighing over the land, Tossing the grasses to and fro, And a rainbow held out its shining hand, So what
could I do but laugh and go?
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