Gosh, it's a really windy day!
It will certainly blow all the cobwebs away,
I just saw a bird that was struggling to fly,
In the grey and gloomy sky,
The branches are swaying,
On the old oak tree,
A rabbit just scarpered,
Right before me!
Off he goes,
Skipping and hopping,
If I go outside,
I'll do a Mary Poppins!
It's a right windy day,
I'm staying put,
Here in the warmth,
With a nice cosy book.
Jayne Louise Davies
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