Summer

The dogs were running through the park
announcing their news with joyous bark
Aslan is coming, He'll be here soon!
Summer should reach us by early June.

*~+~*

Few believed it, they were too depressed.
As fears of sickness joined the rest.
The Ice Queen is our only hope.
Without her we just couldn't cope.

Who would give us our Delight?
Keep our world so nice and white?
Lions are merely bigger cats.
What good one that favours rats?

Let the Great Magician call
Aslan's not His son at all
The Queen will turn Him into stone
Skin Him again and grind His bone.

Who wants Christmas, who wants sun?
Both are a curse to everyone.
We want no change, we have our Queen
We like it cold as it's always been.

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You're all too young to have a voice.
You really do not see the choice!
All you've known is ice and snow
Yet I've seen Summer... and I know.

Summer is a time of joy
A wonderous gift for girl and boy
A time of flowering, love and light
When cold has lost and life is bright.