My Lady Spring, I must confess
Your absence causes great distress
Why does it take so long for thee
To come back here and stay with me?
The sun shines brightly on the land
But winter makes its own last stand
At least I thought it was the last
Till winter whispered “not so fast!”
The tips of future tulip flowers
Came out expecting springtime showers
Then came a blast of wicked cold
And tulip shrank back in its fold.
Our Lady Spring, we need you so
Oh Lady Spring, where did you go?
Come back, relieve our suffering
And I will make this offering
No more complaints of rain and fog
No more complaints that we can’t jog
We’ll gladly tolerate the bugs
We’ll stand outside and give them hugs
Oh gosh, I just read what I wrote
I take it back, that buggy quote
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