February, oh February,
Have you no redeeming features?
Your temperatures slow me down
I'm one cold-blooded creature.
Your days may not be darkest,
January was more cold,
But your lack of anything extreme
Just makes you tired and old.
You do have one trick up your sleeve,
That day of Valentines...
While it may work on others
I'm immune and still must whine.
Can't seem to care about myself
Can't bring myself to leave the house
You are no good for my health
February, oh February.
Going to try to get my ass into some
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