July - Spirit of the West
January follows december
With a month of rain
February waits for march
To spring back again
April may remove your clothes
So go expose your skin
June comes on putting colour
Back into your skin
July lays a hint of blond
Straight through your hair
August may insist it's time
We kiss before we disappears
September is here let
The real new year begin
October wears the colour of
A rusting piece of tin
November we remember pin
A poppy over your left breast
But december is a battleground
For those of us who get depressed
But july throws a hint of
Blond right through our hair
And august may insist it's time
We kiss before it disappears
We disappear
And summer runs a hand of
Blond all though my hair
And august will insist it's time
We kiss before it disappears
