Goodbye, goodbye to February.
I can’t say I’m sorry, very.
This year, you had 9 and 20–
Your 28 is always plenty!
One more day of colds and shivers;
One more day for torpid livers;
One day more until it’s spring
And all those posies May should bring.
Another day for Winter’s tricks;
One more day for the makers of Vick’s.
Should Leap-year make it necessary
To hang a day on February?–
That extra day might be a boon
If tacked onto, shall we say, JUNE?
by Ray Romine Thursday, March 2, 1944