Out Like a Lion
November goes out like a lion,
All growly and ready to pounce,
Though I doubt that a lamb-like December
Will waltz in with a whirl and a flounce.
Still, I’m grateful that most of this autumn,
We’ve managed to spend time outside
For with winter just waiting to greet us,
Much more time in the house is implied.
Since I exercised early this morning,
While the lion was still not awake,
I’ll not venture out into the jungle
And relax with a stay-at-home break.
Yet I hope that tomorrow the weather,
On the day that the calendar turns,
Will be welcoming all who desire
To cross lions off from their concerns.
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