The poet wrote, "if winter comes
Can spring be far behind?"
He must have been deluded, for
I think that you will find
The answer's "yes!" For all agree
This winter's been a bummer.
And what is worse, while we still freeze,
And wade in mud up to our knees,
While leaden skies ignore our pleas...
There still aren't any guarantees
We'll ever get a summer.
I HATE winter.