Seagreen serenades awaken me to dream
And turn the world to ripe.
Smoldering charades of smoky verity
And turn the world to ripe.
Things are what they seem to players of the pipe
Who whistle gentle melodies and turn the world to ripe.
Turn the world to ripe.
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