Slovenly winter's sojourn lingers, but dwindles away.
Petulant cold snaps, squalls and hail the exit price you pay.
Riddance wrung from season squeezed by hugs to relent reluctantly.
In dawn's budding yolk core, a sign of hope that Spring's door shunt
Nurtures renewal, renounces enfeebled winter gloom with enlightened lilt.
Get those shoes on, ready for a gamboling, frolicking dance...
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