What would you like for Christmas --- a new polarity? You're binary, and desperate to deal in high figures that lick us with their hotter flame --- lick each and everyone the same. And March, the mad scientist, rings a new change in ever-dancing colours. He rings it here and he rings it... but no one stops to see the change of fate and the fate of change that slips into his pocket --- so he locks it all away from view and shares not what he thought you knew. And April is summer-bound, And February's blue. And no one stops to see the colours.