Get a Grip.

January is snowy. February is short.

April fools no one. May is made of pollen. In June the moon beam goes through the prune. July is hot, time to slack, August gets us back on the track.

September is wet. October is wet & scary. November is wet & dark (& little scary).

December is an old man slowly inching his way to the oasis.

Yes, I skipped March, because couldn’t think of anything. C’mon March, show some personality!

Nothing to do with TENSIFY. You can’t always win. Not even every time.