Yeah it's warmer but that wind
That's March shit in April
And it's not as if it hasn't rained
Everyday you have to be out all day
Never misses
Even the birds are pissed off
Still marking their patch
It's all stay the hell away
No love songs
I can tell you
And half these birds are just bitching
No nest
No yard
No mate
Just hate
And I don't blame them
Half the daffodils haven't popped
Less
Maybe one in a patch looks strong
The others just look like they made a bad mistake
For two sunny days women had their legs out there
Like a hundred years ago
Before Easter
Like jackasses we were longing for the Equinox
Yeah, winter part two
Don Arrup
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