When the sun is back to stay <br />In the merry, merry month of May, <br />The woodsy folk come out to play. <br />And far away and on the leas <br />The Buttercups woo Honey Bees <br />With sweet chicaneries.<br /><br />Andree Quarles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mimi-poem-i/
