I’ve been burning wood a whole ‘lotta years.
Get excited when Fall’s first nip hits the ears.
About September I get the itch,
And in October I burn a stitch.
But by November the wood smoke fills the air!
In December, my Joy is the warmth and coziness that wood doth give the family cheer.
In January it’s a slog, to get thru winter’s bog. But the wood keeps burning to keep warmth near.
It’s February.
I’m done with this *****.
I let the furnace run today.
The End.
Get excited when Fall’s first nip hits the ears.
About September I get the itch,
And in October I burn a stitch.
But by November the wood smoke fills the air!
In December, my Joy is the warmth and coziness that wood doth give the family cheer.
In January it’s a slog, to get thru winter’s bog. But the wood keeps burning to keep warmth near.
It’s February.
I’m done with this *****.
I let the furnace run today.
The End.