Calandar Gurls

January was dull and frosty February was a money grabber and costly March had a hint of spring Had a voice like a fog horn and couldn’t sing April oh how could I forget she burnt me with her cigarette May well, I rather not say June had the charms and looks of a baboon July broke my heart and made me cry August Was really gorgeous September I can’t remember? October she drove straight at me and knocked me over November not sure of the gender December was cold and very old Don’t I pick em what a year Perhaps a leap year would be less painful. Peter Dome ©2019