Season

 1 Summer|     we taste a little bit of meat, ~Or have a piece of ham,
 2 Summer|     of them, agaping for the meat~And snatching it like dogs,
 3 Summer|      I'm ashamed to say, the meat now is all gone,~And of
 4 Autumn|     fed his young on chicken meat, ~And where the raven brought
 5 Autumn|  because we like your tender meat. ~'Tis strange to see how
 6 Winter|       do you miss your fresh meat? ~Doubtless your empty bellies
 7 Winter|    stove you roast delicious meat, ~Then from the rigid things
 8 Winter|   being so hungry for crow's meat, ~To young Durakas gave
 9 Winter| times, craving for some crow meat,~Shoot down a couple of
10 Winter|   the same, as long as I eat meat.~So why begrudge poor me
11 Winter| pipkin seethes their fulsome meat, ~It is bad news that casts