Spring is Sprung - MonoMonday 78

The spring is sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where the boidie is.
They say the boidie’s on the wing.
But that’s absoid.
The wing is on the bird.
 
Bronx poem
 
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Translation into Standard English
:
Springtime has arrived and the grass has started to grow once more.
I wonder where the birds are nesting.
They say the birds are “on the wing” (flying).
But that’s absurd. It’s the other way round; the wings are on the birds.
 
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