Winter

It was a rather mild day yesterday here in East Lansing – 50° (F) or so. We haven't had snow for almost a week, but following my friend Rebekah's lead...

WINTER SONG

By Loudon Wainwright III One day this weary winter will be gone
Don't be fooled it won't be gone for good
It will be back to freeze next year's moustache
Blowin’ snow as every winter should

Right now we all look forward to the spring
Season of the short sleeve and soft ground
We all recall how she was last year
Each and every groundhog hung around

If springs a maiden, then summer is a whore
Mosquitoes bite and diving boards they throb
She's hot, she's heavy, hairy men they sweat
Gobble yellow corn upon the cob

The corn it turns to candy in the fall
The bamboo rake is brought from the garage
School buses dot the land
Every bird's nest loses camouflage

One day this weary winter will be gone
Don't be fooled it won't be gone for good
It will be back to freeze next year's moustache
Blowin' snow as every winter should