Is it this one? The "Do" Poem:
Do run through gilded veld
with sunshine fluster...
Do lean to norther' wind
of Autumn bluster.
Do dance 'pon emerald pond
of winter crusted...
Do waltz in morning's dawn
butterfly trusted!
Do taste moonbeams crossing
all starlight dusted...
Just don't sneeze while flossing
that upper cuspid.


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