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The campion comes late in May
when golden king cups raise their heads
and all about the tawny carn
a merry May-time madness spreads
as bluebells fade like ghosts away,
and bow their faces to the dust
and hedgerows sing and daisies dance,
and grass leaps up because it must.
It’s then in pink and white and red
that spring-time’s maiden green ...
Sunday 10th June 2012 7:29 pm
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