Spring, a time for love, a time for two
A time when lovers start to coo
Spring can lick me
Spring, to spread the spirit I
Rip wings off butterflies
Then show small children
If you see me on Groundhog Day
Stay the hell out of my way
I'll be the one with a gun (?)
Spring, I hate the word
As I hate Hell, all Juliets, and class
Mother Nature is a turd
She can shove her flowers right up her ass
Tra-la-la
If I ran the show, I'd say baby... baby... let it snow!

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