Tomorrow (Sunday) is the very last day of Winter and you know what that means - SPRING - OH JOY!! Spring has sprung The grass has riz I wonder where the birdies is The bird is on the wing How absurd The wing is on the bird Spike Milligan. The Daffodills are firing on all cylinders and a young mans thoughts turn to Giant Pumpkins. I wandered lonely as a cloud O'er the hills and down the dales And all at once I spied a host A crowd of Pumpkin flowers. Walter De La Pumpkin Look out Tony H - I feel a poem coming on.
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