Sullen April (a Cinco de Mayo mix, for Beka)

Sullen April,

why are you so sad?

why are you so cold?

Baby, we just want to get to know you—

They say that all girls

love the Springtime,

but you dragged your boots,

crushing May flowers in two

And April showers 

make you so happy,

but not us, gloomy Gus,

we like the sunshine

And the Frenchmen at the other table

they don’t turn your head,

though they’re dressed up to the nines,

you like your own company fine.

Sullen April,

why are you so sad?

why are you so cold?

Baby, we just want to get to know you.

You did it with boys way too young.

Now you hide in the library

and you got them on the run—-

You weren’t much of a singer,

you couldn’t write a decent rhyme,

but in spite of your recent hiding,

you had impeccable time-ing

And wide open spaces to you were always such a bore

when it’ll finally heat 

up, oh, my sweet,

maybe we can meet 

up at the shore.

Sullen April,

why are you hiding?

why are you so cold?

Baby, we just want to get to know you—

Honey, we just want to get to know you 

Darling, we just want to get to know you.

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