Suzy sunshine smiled at me,
So I slipped into the shade
Of my sunny cypress tree,
Slowly sipping lemonade.
Soon my sadly shifting soul
Slowly sauntered somewhere there
To sift some thoughts, some to hold,
And some to scatter in the air.
Soon my soul was set at ease,
So I wrote some poetry
In the softly singing breeze
And rustling leaves that spoke to me.
Suzy sunshine smiled at me,
So I slipped into the shade
Of my sunny cypress tree,
Slowly sipping lemonade.
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