The Reflection Pool

(to the rhythm of a childhood tune)

My bicycle wheels go ’round and ’round,
go ’round and ’round,
go ’round and ’round.
My bicycle wheels go ’round and ’round,
so early in the season.

The grass, it grows so bright and green,
so bright and green,
so bright and green.
The grass, it grows so bright and green,
for a very specific reason.

And still the snow falls, awfully cold,
so awfully cold,
so awfully cold.
And still the snow falls, awfully cold,
when’s it time to put peas in?

The birds, they sing their sweetest tunes,
their sweetest tunes,
their sweetest tunes.
The birds, they sing their sweetest tunes,
as they fly about nesting.

In like a lion, and out like a lamb,
the saying goes,
the saying goes.
In like a lion, and out like a lamb,
this March, it is just teasing.

**I do think the cold medicine has played a major role in the development of the above jingle.