The Spring Clearing

Springtime on the ranch is just round the bend You’ll get your nose cleared, we have cows and pigs The thaw brings forth chores, that smell and offend Rubber boots and gloves are now our new digs As the snow melts, we are left with a moat Springtime is here with its bag full of tricks It’s sour and slick, so just clear your throat The thistles now grow so watch out for pricks The air never smells like sugar and spice Out in the birch, there grows fly agaric It deters the skunk, encrusted with lice This mushroom will make, all feel lethargic A blend of toadstool and garlic I’m told Will stop puffy butt from reaching our fold