I hate the cold weather, whether to say the least,
the cold weather hates me, i slipped and fell last week,
plus the warm weather's better, i'd rather sweat than freeze,
put the ice in my drinks not in my socks and sleeves,
the reason i feel this way, stems from two things,
maybe i'm a fall guy, with wants to see some leaves,
or i just miss the summer days with vitamin ray beams,
either reason or way my thoughts remain oblique,
because i hate the cold weather and cold weather hates me.
Copyright © Key V. | Year Posted 2019
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