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Round and round the maypole: Weaving in and out
We sow our seeds in the spring of the year: We scatter them all about
Sweet magick I become: Flesh and breath of dancing light
New wonders yet to come: As I shine from day to night
The troubles that find us serve only to bind us
And daily remind us we're never alone
We gather together to offer thanksgiving
For all of the magickal blessings we've known
He greets the day of the dance of May: With ribbons wound around him
He offers corn and drink from his horn: The earth is bare without him
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