Blusters Forcasted
too much rain and
too much sunshine today
puddles dry-up upon windy licks
then shake like wet dogs.
rainstorms sweep the sky away
to make room for the returning glare
of a pissed-of sun
mercury Thermometers are frustratingly fickle
but we all know that this is Ohio
and so, dress for the chance
of the odd minor tornado
it may settle down tomorrow
or get worse
the farms animals are in the barn
the critters are hunkered down
yellow buses carry kids
away from or into danger
but nothing unexpected
happens here
its only the predictable weather
and still only spring.
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