By Sue Seibert | firstname.lastname@example.org
Spring is sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonders where dem boidies is.
As I listened to our guys from Classic Lawn Care give our yard a nice clean up, those words came to mind.
In our yard the boidies (think birds) have definitely changed. Our winter birds have returned north in anticipation of another hot summer, and our summer birds are slowly making their way back to us from Mexico and South America. Even the birds that stay here all year long seem to change their habits as the seasons change.
As to the poem above, it has been attributed to Ogden Nash, but so far as I could tell it was really written by that well know author and poet, anonymous.
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