"Winter is Coming"

He said, "winter is coming, and you need to prepare"

"Too busy," I told him, I don't really care

I don't believe in winter; it gets warmer everyday

The sun is out longer which means more time for play

So he told me to visit the ant, and then he called me a sluggard

I think about that, as I drink from the river he calls gutter

Slugs are very slow, and I am anything but that

So it must mean cool, handsome and fast

Go ahead and observe as I hop through the grass

Now I come some time later to the ant and his labor

He's busy in the field, collecting food with his neighbors

So I grace him with my presence; I do him this favor

"Dear ant,' I call out, 'its time for a break

You are tired and weary, so stop for goodness sake"

"I can't stop just yet, the sun is going away"

"Exactly,' I say, 'we are losing the day

If you don't stop this now; there'll be no time for play"

So he stops and he smiles, and then with a straight face

He says, "winter is coming, have you prepared your place?"

"Oh no,' I tell him, 'they've gotten to you too

But I have yet to see this winter; so, I know its not true"

Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke