Monday, November 30, 1998

Spring

Spring has sprung,
            an' along with it,
  it has brung,
A whole new world of joy & relief,
                        pain and grief
Kiss my arse,
‘coz this is a farce,
  tomorrow it’ll rain,
            and then it’ll snow,
  once again the world will glow,
            with evil and bad
            to make you sad.
But don’t cry,
            Spring is just a try,
            a try or a chance for us,
            helping us to catch the bus,
            we’ve always fallen,
            it’s time we got up,
            and wiped our tears,
            it’s time to fight,
            and get rid of our fears.