Everyone has had a week and two days to ponder the Spring Equinox that just went by, plenty of time to come up with something to say about it, right?
What is an equinox? Something to do with axial tilt. I drew you a picture.
It is clear to me what words should accompany the bringing in of spring, but since it's a satirical song called, "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park," it stands a good chance of triggering people via melodious descriptions of harming animals. Thus I'm only going to quote the happily ever before. So here's the introduction and first verse:
I'd like to take you now on wings of song as it were,
and try and help you forget, perhaps, for a while,
your drab wretched lives.
Here is a song all about springtime in general,
and in particular about one of the many delightful pastimes
that the coming of spring affords us all.
Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes every Sunday a treat for me.
For those who would like to hear the song in full, it can be found here, albeit with a different intro.