8 lines for the fall

it’s cold outside and in my rooms
it’s cold in here and in my dreams
the winter is about to be
while sitting here and drinking tea

four little steps to… wipe away the boredom
the birds are gone or have you heard’em ?
they’re back south for joining holiday
should we join them or just stay ?

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seasons

What can I write for January
maybe same as, well, for February ?
and then there will be March
sounding same as large
and what about the April
rhyming with a big hill
silly poem about May
nothing here to say
and in the middle of the June
can we light a little lune ?
or later in July
we will all get high
but first forget the August
not, of course, we’re all just
waiting for September
my name is not like Amber
and after the October
November won’t be over
but here there is a cut
for making myself shut
but we forgot the last one
December will not be gone

this is fucking stupid but maybe worth a mention