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SUMMER STORIES AND SONGS 



RED TOP AND TIMOTHY 



RED TOP and Timothy 



Come here in the spring ; 

 Light spears out of emerald 

 sheaths. 



Everywhere they spring : 

 Harmless little soldiers, 



On the fields they play ; 

 Nodding plumes and crossing 

 blades, 



All the livelong day. 



Red Top and Timothy 



Bring their music band, 

 Some with scarlet epaulets, 



Strutting stiff and grand ; 

 Some in sky-blue jackets, 



Some in vests of pink, 

 Black and white their leader's coat, 



Restless bobolink. 



Red Top's airy feathers 

 Tremble to his notes, 



