It’s May
Tra la, it’s May, the lusty month of MayThat lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astrayTra la, it’s here, that shocking time of yearWhen tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear It’s May, it’s May that gorgeous holidayWhen every maiden prays that her lad will be a cadIt’s mad, it’s gay, a libelous displayThose dreary…