Calandar Gurls
January was dull and frosty
February was a money grabber and costly
March had a hint of spring
Had a voice like a fog horn and couldn’t sing
April oh how could I forget she burnt me with her cigarette
May well, I rather not say
June had the charms and looks of a baboon
July broke my heart and made me cry
August Was really gorgeous
September I can’t remember?
October she drove straight at me and knocked me over
November not sure of the gender
December was cold and very old
Don’t I pick em what a year
Perhaps a leap year would be less painful.
Peter Dome ©2019
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