83/365 Poisoning Pigeons in the Park

Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.

As temperatures warm, I find my favorite spring tune leaping to mind, even though I know spring hasn’t yet a firm grasp on us. Tom Lehrer nails the excitement of it all when he sings:

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we’re poisoning pigeons in the park.

Oh, the deep feeling of it! The stirrings of seasonal ritual! Then, the invitation:

So if Sunday you’re free,
Why don’t you come with me,
And we’ll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we’ll do
In a squirrel or two,
While we’re poisoning pigeons in the park.

Hey, tomorrow’s Sunday! Who’s with me?

We’ll murder them all amid laughter and merriment,
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickenin’
With each drop of strych’nine
We feed to a pigeon.
(It just takes a smidgin!)
To poison a pigeon in the park.