by Evaleen Stein
If you will be my True-Love, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll ask a little bluebird To sing a song to you.When first you see a violet And softly pricking throughThe garden-bed come crocuses And golden tulips, too,Then watch! for he'll be coming, The little bird of blue;He'll sing, "I love you, Sweetheart, It's true, true, true!"
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