January brings the snow
Makes your feet and fingers glow
February's ice and sleet
Freeze the toes right off your feet
Welcome March with wint'ry wind
Would thou weren't not so unkind
April brings the sweet spring showers
On and on for hours and hours
Farmers fear unkindly May
Frost by night and hail by day
June just rains and never stops
Thirty days and spoils the crops
In July the sun is hot
Is it shining Swann: No it's not
August cold and dank and wet
Brings more rain than any yet
Bleak September's mist and mud
Is enough to chill the blood
Then October adds a gale
Wind and slush and rain and hail
Dark November brings the fog
Should not do it to a dog
Freezing wet December then
Bloody January again
