Cole Porter got the season right:
I feel a sudden urge to sing the kind of ditty that invokes the SpringI wandered around the yard - with my resident hounds, of course, and I am READY for spring. My yard has tons of potential. And I made a video this morning to show you folks what I've got to work with:
So, control your desire to curse while I crucify the verse
This verse I've started seems to me the 'Tin Pan-tithesis' of melody
So to spare you all the pain, I'll skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
The night is young, the skies are clear
And if you want to go walkin', dear
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely
I understand the reason why
You're sentimental, 'cause so am I
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely
You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear, dear Mother Nature murmuring low 'Let yourself go'
So please be sweet, my chickadee, and when I kiss ya, just say to me
It's delightful, it's delicious, it's delectable, it's delirious,
It's dilemma, it's de limit, it's deluxe, it's de-lovely
The weather forecast for the rest of the week is quite good. So...gonna start raking and cleaning-up and otherwise setting the stage for outdoor yard fun. THIS IS WHY I BOUGHT THIS PLACE!
So there you have it.
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