Spring is sprung,
De grass is riz,
I wonder where dem birdies is?
De little birds is on de wing,
Ain't dat absurd?
De little wing is on de bird!
(Anonymous, "Spring is Sprung")

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"Spring is sprung and grass has riz
where the Slayer's grave is."

"Really?" Buffy asked, brandishing her stake. "That's the best you can do?"

The vampire blinked.

"Okay, it rhymes. Sorta. But the meter is completely off there at the end. It should go tum te-tum te-tum te-tum."

The vampire bared its fangs and lunged. Buffy ducked neatly out of the way. The vampire turned for another try, but met Buffy's stake halfway. It exploded in a puff of dust.

Buffy slipped the stake into her pocket.

"Spring has sprung but there's no grass
where the Slayer staked your ass."