Michael R. Cole

Spring






Spring is in the air do we really care,
your hair is so ling it flaps in the air.
Your nose it runs pollen having it’s fun,
You step out side and there’s the sun.
Your skin is so white you glow at night,
thank God it’s not Halloween you’re a real ghost at first site.
The flowers they grow but so do weeds,
It’s time to get on your hands and knees.
When living in the west it’s the best,
The sun is out, sometimes it’s a pest.
So be happy and have some fun with all that sun,
But be careful cause summer has almost begun.
And if you forget to put a lotion a ton,
Your going to burn your little buns.

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