Why does each spring have to bring such a mess?
\nall the mud and the crud that is left and won’t go;
\nthen that dandruff debris shed by maples on walks
\nthat gathers in corners like nasty mementos of snow.<\/p>\n
The worms are just mucking and throwing mud pies
\nall over the lawns as the dandelions try on spring hats;
\nof course they will tire of their silly gold crowns
\nand blow them away on stray breezes and that is just that.<\/p>\n
I rake and I lift and I listen for positive sounds
\nLike a bird singing lustily waiting to tryst with his mate;
\nBut instead all I see is the poops of the dogs that their
\nmasters don’t scoop all year long as they stop by my gate.<\/p>\n
I don’t think it’s too much say that I hope
\nthat next time with spring there comes soap.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Why does each spring have to bring such a mess? all the mud and the crud that is left and won’t go; then that dandruff debris shed by maples on walks that gathers in corners like nasty mementos of snow. … Continue reading