Spring is Sprung

Spring is sprung,
The grass is riz,
I wonder where
the flowers is.

Ok, this piece of doggerel is a bit lame--well, more like a lot lame--and no, I didn't write it. The honor belongs to that famous and prolific author, Anonymous. Or maybe Anonymous didn't want his/her name attached these deathless words, if "riz" is even a word.

I read it a long time ago, and the verse stuck in my mind. I remember it every spring, and whenever I think of it, I chuckle. I hope you have a good laugh, too. Happy Spring.

Thank you all,
Linda