Crying Time Is Over
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J-ust cheer up and wipe
A-way the tears and pain;
N-ever mind the cold chill,
E-ven the pouring rain.
F-ifteenth of December
R-eminds me of your birthday;
A-llow me to create or make
N-othing but acrostic way.
C-herish the written rhyme,
I-t's you that I remember;
S-mile on Thursday morn,
C-rying time is
O-ver.
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