terence nabbs (13/ 3/I 44 / wolverhampton)
Have you ever noticed when the weathers bad,
How all the people look so sad,
With heads bowed low and collars turned high
As rain falls down from an angry sky.
Mornings greetings, all these have gone
As the weather worsens and the rain falls on.
Then a sudden movement and a sharp reflex
from the inevitable trickle down their necks.
While in offices, shops and on factory floors
Workers drip and dry sodden pore’s.
Now the winds subside and the rain retreats
And the sun shines down on the city streets,
Suddenly things begin to change
And human attire gets rearranged.
No umbrellas, gumboots or pack -a- macs
Suddenly Summer fashions back.
Mini skirts, dresses, knee length boots
Shorts, tee shits Summer suits.
Good mornings greeting a sweet hello
As merrily on their way they go.
Now the English weathers here to stay,
Whether raining snowing or a sunny day,
So be prepared and let’s not brood
It’s only Mother nature in a natural
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