We made it to March 19th,
So she fired up Tobascoed Eggs;
St. Kleckatsky's Day and snow somersaulting down the side-street ---
Us hyenas might cackle
And prepare dirt bombs for launching -
Her managing barely to hide a smile
This ridiculous day.
Gum under all car handles!
Basement windows blotted black!
St. Kleckatsky's Day and the world is
For furious mischief.
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