Spring is sprung, the grass is ris. I wonders where the birdies is?
And try with a Brooklynese accent:
There dey is, sittin on the coib an’ Boipin and choipin and eatin’ their woims!
They say the bird is on the wing.
Ain’t that absurd?
Because the wing is on the bird!
Of course, if you’re looking outside at the snow this morning, you’re more likely to be saying, “Spring has sprung, Fall has fell, Winter’s here, It’s cold as…. it always is!”
Did you sing this spring ditty as a child? Did you live in Spirit River or where? Why not tell us about it on Town Spirit? Please hit that comment button!