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Make me over in the morningFrom the rag-bag of the world!Scraps of dream and duds of daring,Home-brought stuff from far sea-faring,Faded colors once so flaring,Shreds of banners long since furled!Hues of ash and glints of glory,In the rag-bag of the world!
Let me taste the old immortalIndolence of life once more;Not recalling nor foreseeing,Let the great slow joys of beingWell my heart through as of yore!Let me taste the old immortalIndolence of life once more!
Give me the old drink for rapture,The delirium to drain,All my fellows drank in plentyAt the Three Score Inns and TwentyFrom the mountains to the main!Give me the old drink for rapture,The delirium to drain!
Only make me over, April,When the sap begins to stir!Make me man or make me womanMake me oaf or ape or human,Cup of flower or cone of fir;Make me anything but neuterWhen the sap begins to stir!

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