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Fun of the Months

January is a cold time, and snow falls. The air is thin, and the snowman stalls. New Years' Day is fun, Traditions for everyone. February, the time of love. You're pretty, be mine, m' lady? Valentines' is very sweet. The time where new meet. March, the air begins to warm, Maybe we'll have a little storm? St. Patrick's Day, the time of green. Unlucky, you hit the door screen. April, the showers, Will bring beautiful flowers. Easter, the time of rebirth and nice smell, Find the eggs, and treat others well. May, the coming of flowers, After April's sad showers. The air is nice and growing hot, This is a good time, I love it a lot. June, a new summer, begin, Many birds fly, songs to sing. The water is full, Staying inside is just dull! July, full of noise and festival, Fireworks shooting colors for all. Booming loudly in the sky, Whistling loudly as they fly. August, the air is cooling down, The summer is gone, "Hey, don't frown!" Leaves begin to change, The air is full of scent, so strange. September, something new will come, Schooling, how boring, how dumb. "When will this end?!" New information it will send. October, it's the time to scare, Lots of costumes, earning my stare. All the sweets and thoughts of fear flow, Jumping out at you, MEOW! November, the leaves falling around, Golden, red and yellow things to the ground. Thanksgiving, the time deserves it's name, People are kind, treating each other the same. December, it's much too cold, New items here are sold. Christmas, such a fun, jolly time, Singing a happy, funny rhyme. The months are continuing on, Each with the rising dawn!

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