The Gentle South Wind in the trees Is turning buds to tender leaves, And down the crystal Bubbling Brook The Pussy Willows nod and look To see if o'er the meadow green The Dandelions can be seen. Soon all the flowers will be here And Chilly Winter disappear.
Little Jack Rabbit hopped up to the big hollow tree where Peter Possum and Mrs. Possum had slept all winter with their little baby possums. "Come out, come out! Spring is here!"
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