The Twelve Months
IN January falls the snow;
In February, cold winds blow;
In March, peep out the early flowers;
In April, come the sunny showers;
In May, the roses bloom so gay;
In June, the farmer mows his hay;
In July, brightly shines the sun;
In August, harvest is begun;
September turns the green leaves brown;
October winds then shake them down;
November fields are bleak and sere,
December comes, and ends the year.
Sel.