Spring is like a two-edged sword
It's people's runny noses
And spurting garden hoses

It's a creek
Beginning to trickle
Spring is a redorangeandyellow popcicle

It's weeds that spring up
Beside the road
Spring is the lawn
That needs to be mowed

Spring is a sign of the
End of the wet
Spring is the summer
That isn't here yet