JANUARY HUMP

In January the temps go slump,

But January 16, is the January hump,

More light in the day,

Hope for a quick coming May,

Optimism gets a much needed bump.

I WAIL ON MY HORN WHEN, I LOSE MY CORN

Fall is here to freeze my corn,

I wish that fall was never born,

My last rose has died away,

I won't see  flowers until mid-May,

I be all tear drops forlorn,

I guess I'll wail on my English horn.