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May brings forth the little lambs,
skipping by their fleecy dams.
June brings pansies, lillies, roses,
fills the children's hand with posies.
July brings the sunny days,
picnics, cotton frocks & holidays.
August brings the golden sands,
seaside joys & happy bands.
September brings the golden corn,
wheat sheaves to the harvest bourne.
October brings a chilly blast,
tells us summer's gone at last.
November brings the mists & fog,
bonfires, longer nights, fires of logs.
December is the best of all,
brings Xmas joys & tells us all
the little Jesus child was born.