Nope Not Even A Brief History...

About Month Named December

The Latin root (albeit - lo'
(mein lee) first two syllables
i. e. decem) - no
joking - translate to mean ten,
where millenniums ago
this delineation quite apropos,

cuz (wade back in time)
tenth month of year... ya know
comprised calendar attuned,
defined, linkedin, tweaked,
et cetera to Roe,
man civilization, which "hello,"

for no particular reason, ye
poetic "sis or bro"
methinks you did mentally go
over the hills, and far away
to join Teletubbies,
who n'er grow

older, and primarily
come out to play - hi hoe
the dario - earning
pro creators plenty
legally tendered dough,
meanwhile (way off flow

of poem titled theme),
and buzzfeed ding, el bow
wing, and jockeying, jimmying,
and jackknifing diversion
completely off track, less or mo'
continuous offsetting from poe

whet tick intent, I sho'
admit tubby like an ache'n bozo
clowning around infuriating know
wing not when to stop bro
currying, testing readers
attention akin, yoyo

wing (asthma ma), viz zit
ting red bull bucking bronco,
yea inexplicable distractions flo
finding me uncontrollably to go
bonkers undoubtedly reflecting
my inner Chaplinesque hobo,

nonconformist (chow) mein mien
opposing status quo,
all the while giving heave ho
and ditch idea tow
elaborate origin regarding gogo
historically fascinatingly,

describing, and bloviating...
the name "December"
adhering ludicrously, tacking
jib brush with dissimilar
iambic threads, eh
then aye (rhetorically

axed meself),
why not allow this common joe
cur (me) to include quid pro
quo (cookie monster)
extemporaneous
illogical plug for Elmo

(longtime resident of
Sesame Street) though
assigning very little
relevancy heretofore crow
wing about these last
thirty one days

of the year sow
wing senselessness,
and insensibility,
which germinated
metrical conception
above and below

actually began way
back early 2018
when yours truly experienced
March chill law, I dunno
why, when winter
days didst slow

to a halt processes
of life - like whoa
man, said block chain
of time witnessed slow
metabolic downton abbey, asper
mouth ought processes -
likened to an oh
bomb na bull friend or foe

of this common nocturnal Joe
joyously, honorably, and
faithfully describing,
babbling 'bout December
did not get included

as part of any month,
when life went dormant,
said hibernation evinced
animals and plants
in a quiescent state, where
essential life ceased to grow.