My ‘up-and-at-em’ appetite
Sets off my super motion mode
My limbs are bursting full of vims
And my vigour needs no goad
The sun is throwing spears at me
I skip and catch all I can grab
I’ve put my do-list into first things first
Avoiding things becoming drab
I get my needed bits and pieces
Spread them out like surgeons do
Spurring on my active action plan
It’s my springtime breaking through
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