ah, more than half the year is gone,

and takes the first dip of the year

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sometimes sheltering from a little

March sits in the bath tub
with the taps turned on.
Hot and cold, cold or not,
Has the winter gone?
In like a lion, out like a lamb
March on, march on, march on.

February scuttles under
any dish's lid
and she thinks she's dry because she's
thoroughly well hid
but it still rains all month long
and it always did.

January jumps about
in the frying pan
trying to heat
his frozen feet
like a Canadian.