Storms in summer not nice!
Torrents falling as solid ice!
Holliday makers pay the price,
indoors now, must sadly suffice.
Oh no, lightning and thunder,
made this holiday a blunder.
Stuck indoors not on the agenda
Altercations, yes! I do so rememba.
Another night, please not like the last!
In each heart so much hurt has past.
We all shout but mostly cry.
Another bad day and we'll surely die!
A week to go, some are packing up
no longer can they this inclemency sup!
All this congealed poison in one cup!
Turned on the radio, hell-bent they listen.
One would think they were on a mission.
Heard the words they needed too,
next day, sun, skies of diamond blue.
Next holiday that they'll be booking,
It'll be based on what the weathers cooking.
On the world wide web looking, searching.
Happiness, the daylight sun permanently perching
Where the dusk horizon is always glowing red.
Where lust is satisfied, then it's off to early morning bed!
After a good, fun night's drinking!
Hey, come on! What were you thinking!
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018