WICKED WINTER! A poem by Ann Wilson

WICKED WINTER! (A poem from Winter's perspective)

I am the winter weather;
It's my delight, to freeze your nose.
I'll make you shake and shiver
and put chilblains on your toes!

I am the winter weather
and I'm not very nice.
I'll make you slip and slide about,
when I turn my snow to ice.

I am the winter weather;
I hope you'll sniff and sneeze.
A hacking cough and choking splutter,
as I spread my viral wheeze!

I am the winter weather;
Creeping up on you - I'm stealthy!
"Forgot your cod-liver oil? Ha ha!
 I'd rather you weren't healthy!"

I am the winter weather;
maybe you should stay indoors.
All cosy by your roaring fire,
safe from my evil claws!

      "HAPPY FREEZING!"