they danced around the maypole
pretty girls with long, golden hair
that whipped within the wind
their dresses, long, blended into
a haze of pale chiffon,
in shades of chrysanthemum, and all laughed, with wide, open mouths
all save for little agatha, who saw no joy in summertime
pretty girls with long, golden hair
that whipped within the wind
their dresses, long, blended into
a haze of pale chiffon,
in shades of chrysanthemum, and all laughed, with wide, open mouths
all save for little agatha, who saw no joy in summertime
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