Mayfly lighting on my knee
Make a wish for me
Tell me how that radiant green
Made you the Mercury of spring
Did you come up through the ranks
Of unpromotable angels
To become the corporal of the green
So now you have to guard the border
Leading from the underworld
Into the kingdom of the green
Checking our passport pictures
Asking the purpose of our visit
We could be the spies of spring
But still you let us enter
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