Come on, Mother Nature, call it quits!
Dragging the winter out is the pits.
For it's been around far too long.
Give spring a chance to come along.
It snowed all night and into the morn,
The streets you really don't have to adorn.
It's time to halt this winter blast,
The sooner the better - like real fast.
Goodbye and shoo out of here.
You make me cry in my beer.
Yes, you make life miserable and dreary,
Folks long to be happy and cheery.
So go far far away and make it fast,
And for Heaven's sake, don't come back in another blast.