The stale kite isn’t too old to fly,
Come on kite flier for a song and dance,
The weather is cloudy and inviting,
The shore of the sea has sent a call,
The message is romantic and exciting,
The sun is sleeping in the shed of a wall,
The virgin clouds are the rulers of hearts
Turn out the sprite and sprint with spruce,
Come on, trample on the growing age thwarts,
Become a child with a magic of reduce,
Grandchildren are ready for a lovely outing,
They look smart in colorful dressing,
Recollect the days of rainbow sprouting,
Makeup, shakeup, crush recessing!

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