Wake me up in the Spring

In the deep midwinter
I’m staying in my bed.
Bugger building snowmen,
I’m keeping warm instead.

Alright, there isn’t snow
and I said that for effect,
but it’s cold enough to get
brass monkey’s future wrecked.

They say we ought to exercise
because we’re overweight.
I say eat and put on fat,
then go and hibernate.

All this constant movement
won’t get you mugs more healthy,
most of your activity
is making others wealthy.

So take a tip from bears and bats,
just find a cosy hole
and let those who do like the cold
go swimming round the Pole.

rs 10.1.19


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