A rainy May
Makes lots of hay,
So
farmers all declare;
But zero Mays
In many ways,
Make
people nearly swear.
But hay or grass,
We wish, alas!
Old
winter’d go for fair;
Thus people say,
Who ‘tother day
Removed
that underwear.
May
19, ‘09
Pub.
May 20, ‘09
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