And so it's spring

Did you hear?
It's spring.
Spring in the air, everywhere.
Not in my hair.

No only in the flippin air.
Birds a chirpin
Deer a screwin'
Hell they're screwin any and everywhere

Anywhere but my freakin hair
The other day I caught one drinkin a beer
Crying to soaps on the T.V.
I told everyone....BUT NO ONE BELIEVED ME!

Oh how I wish spring wasn't here
But all I can do is cry as this deer sobs in my favorite chair
I know I shouldn't care
But it's hard to get anything done now that spring is in the air

I suppose this is just a screwed up poem about bordumb
Yes I mispelled bordem.
Yes I mispelled it again but who cares right?
A freakin deer is drinkin a beer in my favorite chair!