Prompted by the poem Sarah posted, heres one of my favourites for the day of the equinox (only half an hour late - the earths tipped to summer!) The Fight of the Year And there goes the bell for the third month and Winter comes out of his corner looking groggy Spring leads with a left to the head followed by a sharp right to the body daffodils primroses crocuses snowdrops lilacs violets pussy willow Winter can’t take much more punishment and Spring shows no signs of tiring tadpoles squirrels baalambs badgers bunny rabbits mad march hares horse and hounds Spring is merciless Winter won’t go the whole twelve rounds bobtail clouds scallywag winds the sun the pavement artist in every town a left to the chin and Winter’s down! 1 tomatoes 2 radish 3 cucumber 4 onions 5 beetroot 6 celery 7 and any 8 amount 9 of lettuce 10 for dinner Winter’s out for the count Spring is the winner! Roger McGough
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 17:27:11 +0000
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