December starts with a frosty morn
Its a really cold December dawn
As frost twinkles on the ground
Stars seem extra bright I've found
Is this a sign of things to come
The cold air makes your fingers numb
Two pairs of socks to warm your toes
I wish I had a thermal nose
The frost has bitten many a plant
Well it is December, that I'll grant
Some are safe in a sheltered nook
I'm sure you'll find some if you look
Now the month is half way through
I have some snow news just for you
The weathers changing from mild to wet
So probably no snow you'll get
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