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Grass begins to grow, Winds to be more civil, Rollers press the pitch For to make it level: Thrushes pipe a stave In the budding thicket; Snowdrops point to pads, Crocuses to Cricket!
Soon will stand the Slip Crouching for a capture; Soon the slogger slog Fours and fives in rapture! Soon the curly lob Find its love, the wicket; Snowdrops point to pads, Crocuses to Cricket!