I’m not sure why but this was in my head, so I wrote it down. It’s just silly. I think I should write children rhymes. 

September crept in full of stealth

ready to steal all of August’s wealth. 

Who shall remain victor, 

we shall see…

In the wings, await November babies. 

December always full of joyful promises,

Soon, January will make you repent. 

Disciplines will all fail when 

February comes your way.