If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
-- Anne Bradstreet (1612 - 1672)
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Update: Due to popular demand, the full poem (by Anonymous) is:
Spring iz sprung
Da grass iz riz
I wonder where dem boidies iz
Da little boids iz on da wing
Ain't dat absoid
Da little wings iz on da little boid
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2 comments:
Our poem, in elementary school went like this:
Spring is sprung.
The grass is riz.
I wonder where the flowers is.
And the boid is on the wing.
Now isn't that a funny thing?
I always thought the wing was on the boid!
I haven't heard that version before! Thanks for that :)
L
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