Why I hate Fall
Too cold, with early morning chills.
No more biking on the Douglas trail
Instead, stuck at home, writing emails.
Leaves have turned yellow, then stool-brown
And soon, there won't be any around.
Trees become bare, skinny like Kate Moss
Makes me wanna tell Mother Nature: Up Yours!
5 months of nothing but f*cking snow!
But instead, I tell myself, to grin and bear it.
To be patient, and to tolerate.
Who knows, what may be in store this winter?
Maybe Santa will bring me a spinster.