Spring
We fall in love
fist in glove
a God above
birthing dove.
Summer
Build our nest
for our blessed
birth a ****** mess
she survives distress.
Autumn
Princess on a carousel
Loves knight foretell
parts heaven and hell
down the wishing well.
Winter
Old bones always ache
cold as hell, a snake
as I die my soul take
to hell, no mistake.