Hooray for May (Sontoum)
December is always so very lame
Compared to May, when flowers bloom again,
Then I just sit and look for one to blame -
The poison Ivy, or bee’s precious pain.
Compared to May, when flowers bloom again
July is sad -- abundant, then, they fade:
The poison Ivy or bee’s precious pain
Will soon depart like summertime parade.
July is sad -- abundant, then, they fade:
Beach outings, birds and my courageous finds
Will soon depart like summertime parade
As Mother Nature pulls her winter blinds.
December is always so very lame
Then I just sit and look for one to blame.
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