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The summer winds is sniffin' round the bloomin' locus' trees; / And the clover in the pastur is a big day fer the bees, / And they been a-swiggin' honey, above board and on the sly, / Tel they stutter in theyr buzzin' and stagger as they fly.
The flicker on the fence-rail 'pears to jest spit on his wings / And roll up his feathers, by the sassy way he sings; / And the hoss-fly is a-whettin'-up his forelegs fer biz, / And the off-mare is a-switchin' all of her tale they is.