It's...it's gone, gone I tell you.
I was having such a lovely time.
Hats, mitts and now (I'm in a snit.)
Now my wooly dreams are frying in this 80 degree weather. 80...argh.
(Stamping my foot) It's not fair!!!
I really really could have a tantrum over this.
(mumbling to herself) I'll need cowboy boots for a good one too. You know it looks much more impressive if they go flying off in every direction while you wildly kick just as long as they don't hit you on the way down that is.