January
Wum. Mubb. Dream - the spiral stair, descending through the head. Stay, still.

February
Faw. Faws. Try move a fing. See.

March
Noo me. This, here. Am up, going out and up.

April
A vast improvement. Warm sun and greens. All is of interest.

May
Now ladies and gentlemen are wooing. A time of abandon.

June
Click, beetle. Grass and merryandrew, whatnot. Take not the St John's Fly, tis Bitter.

July
Pools clogged and pollywogged. Time of largesse, of frogness moltissimo.

August
Moon and month of Antares, the red month. Also a month of danger: the mowing of lawns.

September
Again a full and rolling month. Redcaps fly flackering from the housetops.

October
Bonefires. There is now a difference. Time to think inside. But worms at their finest.

November
All is retreat and withdrawal. Goodness is no longer a thing. Go down dimming.

December
Stopt, flummd in nuffim. A dun munf