Kite flying, kite flying, flutter and fly.
Twisting and turning against a blue sky
Soaring and sailing and gliding so high
I wonder who first fly kites? How? Where? And why?
Flying a kite on a warm windy day
Springtime or Autumn, the best times to play.
Up it goes, up it goes, let out some more string,
A colourful kite is a beautiful thing.
Flapping and fluttering, high overhead
The sky is so blue, and my kite is so red,
the framework is purple; the tail is yellow.
The forcast was fine, I'm a fortunate fellow.
The sunshine is pleasant, with weather like this;
. warm wind and
. green grass:
. kite flying bliss!
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(c) MrsMyth
