It's cold outside, the wind is howling, snow still falling
as poor little Wannab again starts bawling
for here it is March twenty two
Spring has sprung and she thinks " so where are You?"
tic toc..... tic toc.....tic toc......
we've already sprung ahead one hour the clock
and time goes on
yet still its not time to mow the lawn
hybirnation is waking up and loosening its hold
of its long sleep as animals awaken and come out into the cold
birds are returning...... always a good sign
yet poor little Wannab still has the ' winter- whinne"
robins greet the morning and sweetly sing
and yet once again Wannab screams " so where is Spring!"
as she hears Dick Goddard say " more snow"....
as WannaB looks out the window and cries " OH NO!"
for she longs for a sunny shore and perhaps a clam bake...
but all she sees is another snowflake.
Outside its chiily, windy and cold
oh how Wannab longs for spring and summer to unfold
twil not be long dear WannaB
when at last you will fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee
shed all that winter gear
and from this winter finally be set free
while sitting under an umbrella on a sandy beach
for the suntan lotion and a cool brew reach
and with a relief , ...let out a sigh
and say to this winter
good riddens and bye-bye.
written by Cakie for WannabQUEEN