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Praise the spells and bless the charms,
found April in my arms. April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy; April soft in
flowered languor, April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true -- I love April, I love you.
Poem By OGDEN NASH (1902 - 1971)
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