I really just don't like
Some weathermen on T V
As when it is bitter cold
I can see their ecstasy!
I despise their daily delivery
The lilt that fills their voices
Excited joyfulness!
Disaster their top choices!
Give me the boring reporter
Who just tells the news
Who doesn't add extra
Doom and gloom and blues!
I bet some of those reporters
Pray each night for cold
with sleet and snow and storms
That come in strong and bold.
I hope those merry men
Get frostbite on their toes
And when the wind howls
I hope it hits their noses!
1 comment:
I wonder where you were going?
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