The sunflower.

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A flower shaped like the sun

Bright and yellow

My hair is wrapped in a bun

The smell of spring, hello

Fuzzy, pollen floating midair

Going to the doctor for a care

All the sniffles is dissolving

The thirst for water we're even craving

Popsicles are giving me the brain freeze

And Shaped like a rocket, gotta blast

Red, blue, and white

The taste of America

Cherry, blueberry, and lemon!

I pick up the flower

The one that reminds me of sunshine

Place it on my hair

Bangs stubbornly peek out for air

The grass is getting greener

The light spring style is growing faster

White shirts with floral designs

That turn into tie dye!

Spring is coming near

Spring is coming near

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