a little tidbit on a bissy week

september, oh, september...What an interesting month.

Your rainy and sunny; cold and hot.
Long hours shot hours but Relaxing you are not!

Dont take offence; this is just a fickle flee
looking for something;
Something inbetween...

Summer is fadding and today flags hung low
I care, but I dont care;
I guess thats how it's ment to go.

You come so quickly with vacation and school
but leaving can be lingering;
like a thought from an old spinster's spool.

But there you have it fall has come,
little I loose and little I won.

till next year, when I buy you another beer,
get the hell outta here October is near.

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the September'est poem ever"
by randy hicks