A Cold Winter Morning

It was a cold winter morning,

Just very, very cold.

Fans had long been shut off,

And ice-creams were no more sold.

I was just too comfy in my bed,

To go out and freeze,

And when I tried to do so,

I felt a really chilly breeze.

All this was enough to make me,

Stay in my bed for long,

And that's where I still am,

Writing stories and poems and songs.