What the warm weather does for us all
The spirits rise from the ether
Creatures awaken from the thrall
Of the cold shoots of spring,
While people emerge
And then get frisky
Partake in the rings
And doggy things
The deer are rampant
The mice appear so risky
Steal food from the birds
Get caught in the traps
Catch those vermin
Shoot that fox
Kill all the beasts
It’s far more fun
In the sun.
