Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. Sure I have better night vision but I still need light.I managed to get to the kitchen past Shelly without any problems. I went out through the back door and had it shut before she could get past me. She tried to take the keys from me but I told her to let go or I'd bite her.Shelly yelled, "I'm going to tell Mom you threatened me!"I calmly said, "Go ahead, I'll tell her you hit me and why." Ha! She won't believe you!" and she ran off yelling, "Mom!" Then little bitch even locked the door to the.Read More