Fickle Fall Weather
fickle weather gods
who cannot make up their minds...
changes hourly.
bright, sunny morning
becomes cloudy with showers...
back to clear sunset.
weather gods spin wheel
to see what today will bring
-no consistency.
not like the weather?
well just wait five minutes then,
standard joke for fall.
umbrella or not?
if left behind, will need it.
take it...it stays dry.
evil weather gods
like playing tricks on us all...
fickle fall weather.
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