A crime in the hatred of the wintry season
To wish the sky was blue with heat.
I can�t seem to find a single reason
Why this cryptic phase must always repeat.

Hold on to summer�s heated embrace.
Shine your passionate smile its way.
Give it a reason to show its warm face�
And let winter�s scold wait another day.

So drink your drink and love to love,
For winter�s ugly face has left the sky.
Thank nature in every way you can think of,
And let the depressive swooning die.

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