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Praise the spells and bless the charms,

I found April in my arms.

April golden, April cloudy,

Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;

April soft in flowered languor,

April cold with sudden anger,

Ever changing, ever true --

I love April, I love you.

Poema "Always Marry An April Girl", da autoria de Ogden Nash 

[19/08/1902 ~ 19/05/1971]