Far and wide
Over meadows
And over white dandelions
To hide
If you rake leaves I will kick them down
I will pick up dirt and
Fling it around
I sway and fly
Planting and growing seeds right
I am a nip at your wrist
And a swipe at your neck
A bite at a leg
But if you come outside
With a kite
I will play with you tonight
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