The Notice that is called the Spring
The Notice that is called the Spring
Is but a month from here
Put up my Heart thy Hoary work
And take a Rosy Chair.
Not any House the Flowers keep
The Birds enamor Care
Our salary the longest Day
Is nothing but a Bier.
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