Can’t God see it’s May?

The temperature fluctuates each day
Snow on hilltops, sun on sandy shores
I don’t mind, but can’t God see it’s May?

I just bought a handbag on E bay
It’s cream for summer, winter must declare
The temperature fluctuates each day

Bipolar  is the weather in  its  way
But we need sun and ask for nothing more
I don’t mind, but can’t God see it’s May?

Linen, silk, and cotton lead astray
Women with no money left to pay
The temperature  might be hotter one fine  day

See five cats are  sleeping by the fire
On the woollen carpet, they  could play
 I don’t mind, but can’t God make them gay?

Every night for all my friends I pray
Now I’m running out of words to say
The temperature fluctuates each day
I don’t mind, but can’t God see it’s May?