Seasons
Spring is rain, covered in rain.
Blooming flowers and sinus pain.
Need a jacket? Or break a sweat?
No one knows, you take that bet.
Summer is a dreadful time.
Clothing options are borderline crime.
Kids are a bored, dirty mess.
Every bug is in excess.
Autumn has the perfect weather,
And plenty a social get-together.
Kids are back to school, and clean.
Colorful trees paint the best scene.
Winter has the fewest bugs.
And who can resist the fireplace rugs?
Everyone’s clothed, the air is clear.
And best of all, Christmas is here!
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