Winter

My toes are numb, 

My fingers are blue,

My nose is dried out, 

And my skin’s thirsty too. 

My scarf’s turning white 

And my hat’s soaking though.

I want to go home 

But I’ve shit to do.

So I suck it up 

Though I’m cold to the bone 

But you’re wrong if you think

I won’t whine and won’t moan. 

When everything over 

And my errands are done 

I retreat to the warmth 

‘Coz snows just no fun.