January(Decastich)
I'm January child of December
My father is the serpent, Time
They left me with spring and vanished
Spring-fostered I'm tutored in class one
And my honoured teacher is New Year
In thirty one days I should learn all
And as I grow to fifteen days old
My teen-ilk sporting fertile
I'm forced to wedvernal sun
Only to birth February in next sixteenth night
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