They can brighten your day,
they can leave you sneezin'.
What am I saying? I'm talking
about the four seasons.
First is winter, which is cold,
and there's snow everywhere.
On the bright side, there's Christmas...
you might get a teddy bear.
Then there's spring, things heat up
and flowers begin to grow.
Lots of bugs, but it's still
better than a storm of snow.
Summer follows, it's very warm
and everyone plays in the sand.
It's fun, I guess, but it can
be painful if you're overly tanned.
And in fall, the warm
weather of summer is done.
Leaves change color, but for some
people, school isn't very fun.
This is the end of this poem,
so I guess you should go home.
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