Spring has Sprung
A lighthearted poem about Spring
Although I’m no spring chicken,I’d really like to say.I finished my spring-cleaning,only yesterday. I sprung around the house,cleaning high and cleaning low;Stood back,admired my work with face all aglow. Then I went into the garden,To plant out my spring onions.But had to come inside,To rest my feet and bunions Some food into my tummywould be rather nice,so I picked up the phoneto order spring-rolls with rice. I thought I’d put my feet upon my favorite couch.I sat upon a broken springand I let out a great big ouch! Oh yes, spring’s a lovely season,of that there is no doubt.Enjoy all it has to offer,that’s what life’s about.