The Northern Front (the January- February blow) At the end of six weeks I did spy A dawning of light in the southern sky Though it didn't last long It started a song As a blowing sound passed by For its warming wave Caused the artic to cave And move out to the world around As the north begins to warm The cold fronts start to form In a move to the south From the foul bear's mouth It's January's frontal storm The arctic air glides ‘til the bear subsides And moderation in temperatures abound
At the end of six weeks I did spy
A dawning of light in the southern sky
Though it didn't last long
It started a song
As a blowing sound passed by
For its warming wave
Caused the artic to cave
And move out to the world around
As the north begins to warm
The cold fronts start to form
In a move to the south
From the foul bear's mouth
It's January's frontal storm
The arctic air glides
‘til the bear subsides
And moderation in temperatures abound
A dawning of light in the southern sky
Though it didn't last long
It started a song
As a blowing sound passed by
For its warming wave
Caused the artic to cave
And move out to the world around
As the north begins to warm
The cold fronts start to form
In a move to the south
From the foul bear's mouth
It's January's frontal storm
The arctic air glides
‘til the bear subsides
And moderation in temperatures abound