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Spring is sprung
and the grass is riz,
I don't know,
where my brush is-
An hour ago
I gave it a clean-
and tidied away, since
hasn't been seen......
I stand now at my easel
ready to faint,
with no brush in my hand,
and only a tissue- to paint!
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Tags: Spring, brush, plein, poet
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