Pretty flowers, now come forth

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Pretty flowers, now come forth,
Wake and hear the bluebird sing;
All the woodlands, filled with mirth,
Gladly welcome lovely spring.

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First Line: Pretty flowers, now come forth
Language: English

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Eureka Sunlight Glees #14

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