They’d be just as wet, and twice as dirty.
Figaro. 1873.
A Summery Summary.
Thirty-one days hath the month of May,
Most of them chilly, and none of them gay,
June—less obnoxious by one day—has thirty,
Every one, more or less, dirty and squirty.
Thirty plus one are the “whack” of July,
None of them sunny, and few of them dry,
Three months of gloom that each year groweth glummer!