January contest

Now whatever happened to the art of vernacular?
Now finding something to rhyme with that has to be something spectacular.

The cat's pajamas how's nothing to do with the bend of the bees knees
All you need is a little flavor with a dash of some some seasonings

And these scenes even, though they're descriptive.
Will never shift in any pitch for any writer who script it.

So then this it.

It's the poem of January.
That wins the contest,
Cause there's no best
To compare thee.