Come to think of it,
This is a lot of voodoo,
And a pile of sh..,
Colours only yesterday,
And then it snowed,
Now they’ve gone away,
The cardinals the only red,
It could be worse could it not?
They could be black instead,
Like them starlings,
A flock or two, or three,
They are real darlings,
Went and bought more seed,
What else could I do?
Those birds they got to eat,
I’m glad I’d done the raking,
So the tulips don’t gets hurt,
So long I have been waiting,
When will it finally come?
This year or next,
Its called spring be some,
I am so perplexed,
To see this sh.. Again,
This place must sure be hexed.©
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When will it finally come?
Wait a minute - don't you live up in THE GREAT WHITE NORTH??!! I sure hope they're not changing the name to THE GREAT SHITTY NORTH!
Yesterday I drove from 0700 AM a round trip of 560 miles (900 Km) and was almost at home when I was caught (for the very first time) in a sunny afternoon, dry road, no traffic, in a 6 miles no curves stretch by a radar trap doing 60mph (98km) on a 45mph (70km) on a road were I was the only car coming of going! ! !
Now, WHO'S COMPLAINING????????????????????????????????! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
Time flies so fast it's hard to believe its here again. Your imagery and color make it come alive.
Mary
your such a characer,have no fear, spring will be here;-)...ET
Blessings and Love - Micke
OH! Tomorrow we're due 80+ degree temps; I'll try to huff-and-puff some your way :o)
Frustration at its best, but not without the Jasmin injection of humour.
John
In Spirit,
Bear