The Mountain

Mountains moan in the summer sun

Because its snowy cap is gone.

Crickle crackle crick.

It stands itchy

while hikers make it twitchy.

Hikers hike the humongous big rock.

And as they get high they have to say bye 

and a guy climbs so high he thinks he can fly!

He flies upside down with a frown.

He failed to get himself down.

Mountains are old, what a sight to behold!

I hope you don't live in stronghold.

Mountains are bold

little white dots are cold.

Mountains smile while winter is gold.

Hairlines grow with snow.

Up the mountain climbs Beau.

Even with trees 

Mountains don't have bees.