Spring!
Children are given gifts of treasure
Women are beaten lists of pleasure
Men though abandoned by the measure
One hopes the soul knows
Ego is challenged by the masses
Fee is placed by the lasses
Seek fit callousness they afford packs
Peek fit speckled fry chord stacks
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