Months of the Year

 In January it's so nice to go sliding down.....

Make a Flake

In February ...........

In February it will be

My snowman's anniversary

Build a Snowperson

March...

In March the wind blows down the door

And spills my soup upon the floor

April

In April I will go away

To far off Spain or old Bombay

May

In May I truly think it best

To be a robin lightly dressed

June

In June I saw a charming group

Of roses all begin to droop

July

In July I'll take a peep

Into the cool and fishy deep

August

In August it will be so hot

I will become a cooking pot

September

In September, for a while

I will ride a crocodile

October

In October I'll be host

To witches, goblins and a ghost

November

In November's gusty gale I will flop my flippy tail

And spout hot soup-I'll be a whale!

December

In December I will be

A baubled, bangled Christmas tree