All through the Fall I am upset,
Because Winter will be here soon I bet.
And, Winter’s no fun,
I just bundle up and wait for it to be done.
But, I get sad when it is Spring
because it is brief like every nice thing.
During the hot hot Summer, I sit indoors on my bottom
and wait patiently for the Ottom.
It’s wonderful I’ve found, through reason,
a way to hate life every season.