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Jean McDermott is a freelance writer and professional muscian.
I thought Spring was approaching
Apparently I was wrong.
The birdies need no coaching
They are yelling out their song.
Squirrels chirr and run up trees,
The dogs are teased incessantly,
But Spring is down upon its knees
Below three feet of snow!