Mayspheres
Some are firm
Some are saggy
Wandering the streets
With trousers baggy
The hot weather brings them forth
The annual display
Blossoming burgeoning
Never dismay
Some have cavernous voids betwix
Others my eyes
Befix
Wandering the streets
Every May without fail
They bloom with out fears
Every man a witness
To those glorious spheres
So go forth on the streets
And see for yourself
The Mayspheres are back
They’re good for your health
