Winter

There once was a woman a little lost
About life, work , and the lack of frost
This is winter season
Without rhyme or reason
I need to feel miserably cold at all cost!

There once was a woman up high
About to give eloping a try
Snow is falling
The slopes are calling
I’m going skiing, goodbye!

There once was a woman so hairy
Even her husband found her scary
Get rid of the fluff
And the prickly stuff
It’s not a bear I wanted to marry!

Cornelia Weissfloch

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