A February Independence Day
A February Independence Day
It was a chilling winter day,
When Jefferson had come to say
“Lets all agree and make a vow,
To claim our independence now!”
But speaking up was fellow John,
Who had the nerve to speak upon.
The council, bitter, cold and wary,
This coldest day in February.
“Tom- if we choose this very date,
It’s way too cold to celebrate.
Too harsh and raw for leisure perks,
And standing out for fireworks.
The picnics out at parks and lakes,
Would give us all the fevered shakes,
Instead of risk an icy storm,
Let’s wait until it’s further warm!"
When they agreed the vote to stall,
They left the cold and icy hall,
As Jefferson let out a sigh,
And waited til that years July.
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