Buzz, buzz, buzz go all the new insects, frenetic with energy after thinking they might never get born from the long gray winter.
Buzz, buzz, buzz goes my brain, frenetic with things to be done, now that we finally (maybe) have broken away from the long gray winter.
Flip, flutter, flash go the fresh spring leaves, showing off their crisp green tops and their silvery bellies.
Flip, flutter, flash go the fashion trends, showing off fake tans with too-short shorts, high-low skirts, and just too much of everyone's bellies.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh go the Oklahoma winds, driving out the cold, bringing in the warm, firing up the tornadoes.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh go the shoppers, buying grad gifts, fitting prom gowns, firing up the warm weather party season.
Run, run, run go the bunnies, enlivened by the tender new grass and my tasty delicious rosebushes.
Run, run, run go the teachers, enlivened by the thought of summer just a few precious weeks away.
Sing, sing, sing go the birds in the fresh spring leaves, swaying in the Oklahoma wind, eating all the new insects, screeching at the bunnies.
Zing, zing, zing go my synapses, fried by another school year, close---only close, not arrived---to the glorious end of May.
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