ANNUAL AUDIT

[The year is dead: long live the New Year ... ]

1. January brings post-Yule:
Misery is mankind's rule.
Wallet sagging, waistline bulging,
Bank its gleeful red divulging.

2. February is no better:
Comes the red reminder letter.
Days grow colder, not surprising
Heating bills are up and rising.

3. March limps in like frozen lamb:
Tasteless, cold, not worth a damn.
Everybody plans vacations,
Catches ‘flu with complications.

4. April brings no hint of Spring:
The quarter's bills have all rolled in.
Totals mount to figures drastic,
Overshooting even plastic.

5. May's drear days damp out all passion,
Last year's clothes are out of fashion.
Can't afford to stock with new ones.
Wardrobe plans are sad, make-do ones.

6. June arrives with sneezing shriek:
National Hay Fever Week.
Blotting out all other issue:
Blow the cost and pass the tissue.

7. July ends the old school year,
Unemployed kids far and near.
Parents cost wrecked uniform:
Got to pay for Benidorm.

8. August - off on hols we go!
Planes and trains aren't there, or slow.
And the extras on the bill
Next year we'll be paying still.

9. September sees the start of Fall:
Wages, spirits, leaves and all
And with darksome nights once more,
Bigger fuel bills through the door.

10. October brings us winter chills,
Swapping all infectious ills,
Quarter’s bills still wait in line,
Wolf at door is doing fine.

11. November: time to raise some credit.
Lighten debt but never shed it.
Winter bites us in the neck,
Budget is a total wreck.

12. December all too soon is here:
Happy Christmas! Glad New Year!
New the date, but old the rule:
January brings post-Yule …
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