Posts filed under ‘.March’
We like March
We like March, his shoes are Purple.
He is new and high —
Makes he Mud for Dog and Peddler —
Makes he Forests Dry.
Knows the Adder’s Tongue his coming
And begets her spot —
Stands the Sun so close and mighty —
That our Minds are hot.
News is he of all the others —
Bold it were to die
With the Blue Birds buccaneering
On his British sky —
In Like a Lion out Like a Lamb
If March comes in like a lion,
It will go out like a lamb
The March wind roars
The March wind roars
Like a lion in the sky,
And makes us shiver
As he passes by.
When winds are soft,
And the days are warm and clear,
Just like a gentle lamb,
Then spring is here.
Winds of March
Winds of March, we welcome you,
There is work for you to do.
Work and play and blow all day,
Blow the Winter wind away.
When the Cat Lies in the Sun in February
When the cat lies in the sun in February,
She will creep behind the stove in March.
March Winds and April Showers
March winds and April showers
Bring forth May flowers
