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  1. Annually, my mother would recite:

    Spring has sprung.
    The grass is rizz.
    I wonder where the birdies is?
    They’s on the wing!
    But that’s absurd.
    I thought the wing was on the bird!

    It’s an obscure bit of doggeral to swipe, and in hindsight I should have rewritten the headline to read:

    Spring has sprung!
    The river’s rizz!
    I wonder where the buses is?

    And so this is dedicated to Roy McDonald.

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