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The world is beautiful because of God's green thumb; Spring is here, and gone is the Winter glum. Life is blossoming all around; Everywhere you go, you hear a wonderful sound. Swinging your arms in the refreshing beeze; Going back to your childhood, climbing your favorite trees. Butterflies dancing by; You almost think you, too, can fly. In Springtime you feel as free as a bird, singing it's sweet song; And as soon as the sun shines, you know you belong. Spring is here!