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As the May pole plays....

As the May pole plays....

The may pole spirals in the middle of the Summer fair.... Daughters with their Mother’ s Brothers, everyone is there...
Pretty as a perfect picture with the sunshine way up high....children full of frolics flying colourful kites in the sky

Gladness with gaiety gathers around the May pole...cascading  delicate ribbons that are braided in control....Twelve tiny tots... tickled pick little girls, weaving in and out of each other as the May pole twirls....

Pirouettes of pivots & whirlgig swirls.... jocular, joviality as the May pole purls... Reverie of rainbows, kaleidoscopic glows
Hollering & hooting as the May pole goes....

Round and round in circles they run....jeering & cheering having such good fun....An annual shindig in the local grassy park full of tomfoolery .... enjoying a lark....Living it up in the jolly holidays, Enjoyment & celebration as the May pole plays....
 

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