Oh When December Comes
Oh April, who could have imagined, I would hug you so tight
When I was too occupied crying over the sunset with nothing in sight
Yet your winds have brought on such a wonderful surprise
You came and promised me a beautiful sunrise.
May, oh what a wonder, in all your summer glory
With your taste of saccharine spice, so sweet and sugary
Though you came with a cry so acrid and vinegary
You have left me drunk of love that left my heart cheery.