Spring is sprung
Oh joy what fun
I turn my face
Up to the sun
All wonders pace
For where it all begun
The winter months
Left me so damn cold
That not just once
I felt so damn old
Now the springing sun
Makes my joint unfold
The growing things
That start again
Flowers trees and grass
I stretch my arms
Survey surround
And sit upon my ass
To watch and wait
As warmth seeps back
And brings my blood to boil
Pretty soon I will go inside
For she wants me and
I need to check her oil!