A failure attempt at the art of poetry.
Oh, winter, why do you come?
Why must you take away the beautiful sunshine that summer brings?
Sad and blue am I
When the snow falls in front of mine eye
Winter blues
Make my mood turn into poo
All I can do is weep
And hope that the weather is better by the end of the week

Oh, winter, why do you come?
Why must you take away the beautiful sunshine that summer brings?
Sad and blue am I
When the snow falls in front of mine eye
Winter blues
Make my mood turn into poo
All I can do is weep
And hope that the weather is better by the end of the week