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Plummeting Temps

Holy crapola, what a shock to the system
25 degrees down from two days ago, that's fearsome
Shorts to parkas
Shiver me carcass
To this radical plummet, I'm a very sad victim

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017

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Patricia Cresswell

September 29, 2017 at 12:12 PM

Come on Jack I will put the kettle on for a cuppa with a bite, Warm your cockles.

September 30, 2017 at 5:58 PM

Just making a funny!!! xxx

Patricia Cresswell

September 29, 2017 at 4:11 PM

Cockles as in the cockles of your heart!

September 29, 2017 at 12:27 PM

Dangerous if we both have warmed up cookies though! LOL xxx

September 29, 2017 at 9:00 AM

thats climate change for ya!

September 29, 2017 at 9:47 AM

Find it quite difficult typing with mitts on! How's the temps in Jolly Old???

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

September 29, 2017 at 8:26 AM

Lol Jack right with ya :) running for the shade one day, running for the sun the next.

September 29, 2017 at 8:33 AM

What is happening??? Although I sure didn't mind the warm spell!!! xxx

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