To You Poor Late SleepersIn my bed I shaved this morning. I didn't want to, but it was a pretty big day. The sun shone down in little clear puddles, And all I could think was, "It's a great big joke!" I danced and pranced and I knew it was Spring, Because the blades of grass all smiled at me! So I took a deep breath and wondered aloud: "Does anyone else know it's Spring?" |