September. Municipal Gardens. New South Wales.
Keep your snow-fields! Keep your ice!
Though they may look very nice,
I recall they made me freeze;
So they didn't always please!
Waking up to snow-white glory,
Snow all pristine, ice all hoary,
Proved to be a bit ho-hum
When my nose was turning numb!
In any case, the glory faded!
Slush and drizzle left me jaded.
It was picture-postcard pretty,
But there were downsides, more's the pity.
Here you see our Springtime 'snow',
Bright and shiny all a'glow.
True, you'll never see us ski,
But this is snow enough for me!
All the misery of it here: