Ode To Spring

O Spring!
Full of the lushest falderol
O Spring!
You silken frivolous nymph
O Spring!
Your thousand wispy courtesans
In Spring
Blowing round the dandelion fluff
Of Spring
And laughing in the lovesick winds
O Spring!
The taste you leave in my mouth
Of Spring
So sickly sweet, a vile perfume
Dear Spring!
Laying flowers in my hair and marrow
In Spring
Lovely curses, so petite
O Spring!
Render me all sickly, sweating
Spring!
Just a breath makes everything swell
In Spring
Gasping and engorged
So Spring
May sip the singing blood
So Spring!
Unleash your lurid lullabies
In Spring
And stain the sheets of soil
O Spring!
Seep, seep into that frigid dirt
Sweet Spring!
Delicious and delirious
O Spring!
You flighty, hollow-headed whore
Ah Spring!
Make us sweat, then leave us in the cold
O Spring!
You wretched, wretched girl
Dear Spring
I'm drowning in your milkweed stems
In Spring
Tease us, make us wet, wet
So Spring
I may retch into your lap
O Spring!
After eating your foul flowers
But Spring!
Still cradling my dizzy head
Dear Spring
I'm snared in your embrace
O Spring!
You little thing
You are my death.

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Oh, yes. Long live the double entendre.
And I hate spring. With a passion.