@Lash,
(Spring)
The wind through the trees
Carries polen on the breeze
And this makes me sneeze
(Summer)
The sun up on high
Blazing through the cloudless skies
Nearly burns my eyes
(Autum)
And now summers gone
Winter soon will roll along
Leaves cover the ground
(Winter)
Brrr, its flamin cold
I think its because Im old
Need hot girls to hold