Light hearted William twirled 
his November moustaches 
and, half dressed, looked 
from the bedroom window 
upon the spring weather. 

Heigh-ya! sighed he gaily 
leaning out to see 
up and down the street 
where a heavy sunlight 
lay beyond some blue shadows. 

Into the room he drew 
his head again and laughed 
to himself quietly 
twirling his green moustaches.