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They call me a lady of beauty and grace
shiny and red, with seven wondrous spots
native to Europe, my ancestral birthplace
you'll see me more when the weather is hot
farmers prayed for their crops to be saved
a blessing, I ate all their plant eating pests
my hungry appetite is often praised
in fruit orchards, I am a welcomed guest
some call me the lady of luck and fortune
encountering me might make you smile
knowing no limits flying to my own tune
contemplate a wish, might be worthwhile
believe in the power of gratefulness
tranquility on the leaf of happiness
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