A-dd a thousand thrill,
P-ure delight and glee;
R-apture of your birth
I-s not making you
L-onely.
R-emove the forlorn sight
O-f the secluded shadow;
S-tay away from fret,
E-ven from grief or sorrow.
B-egin to attach the joy,
A-ffixing the twentieth of April;
S-um total is a million mirth,
A-dd a thousand thrill.
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