Song: On May Morning
Hail bounteous May that dost inspire
Mirth and youth, and warm desire,
Woods and groves, are of thy dressing,
Hill and dale, doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early Song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
– John Milton
Summer’s not officially here until I turn in my final grades next week. But I couldn’t be happier that May has finally arrived.
FIRST ever womocomment!
As the Prime Wommentator, I would like to take this opportunity to denouce this shameless exhibition of Protestant propaganda. In the eternal words of Moe Syzslak, “Jesus must be spinning in his grave.”
Yep, plenty of Protestant propoganda (and alliteration!) here at
WomoPageobsession with Detail.