BUTTERFLY by Leroy F. Jackson

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Butterfly, butterfly,
Sit on my chin,
Your wings are like tinsel,
So yellow and thin.
Butterfly, butterfly,
Give me a kiss;
If you give me a dozen
There's nothing amiss.
Butterfly, butterfly,
Off to the flowers,--
Wee, soulless sprite
Of the long summer hours.
Leroy F. Jackson,

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