It's Still Cold

February is still here and It's still cold over there... I really feel cold and Sometimes it's very, very cold... This February is weird and exceptional Simply because it tells about itself By itself... This good-for-nothing February is cruel And mean in its current image... The senior people often call it As out-of-control... We call it - February - any name That suits its cruel image... It challenges our image and It makes us appearing dwarfs In front of it... This twenty-eight or twenty-nine days' month Mocks us greatly... We don't understand its behavior anytime Simply because it's not called well-behaved anytime... We love it and we hate it At the same time... ______________________________________________________________________