March cannot make up its mind; A warm day, then one cold- Daylight savings coming back, No one cares, it's too old. Everyone is looking for Summer, bypassing this crazy Season;
Or getting through basketball, Forgetting all reason.
Maybe luck will be with you, A bit of green you will see; Remember, if you do, Charitable you will be. Honoring the Madness of March.
Acrostic Poem - Line Count 14
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