Hey Mr Blue Sky
But then you get the ONE DAY out of the year when they're all blooming at once, and as you drive around town all you see are these terrific mounds of pink whipped cream, heaped up against a Fabergé blue sky. It's like getting whacked in the face with three pounds of rose petals.
It's also a good time for me to be taking allergy medication.
Like you couldn't tell.
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