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Butterfly Time

Butterfly TimeButterfly wings kissed by black bands of laceShade fiery milkweed for a breeding place.Hola, Monarch of the blooms and bowers,Eight weeks to live and then no more flowers;We humans get years not months 'til our doom--Three score and ten 'til God lowers the boom.

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