Storm Brewing
The rain is coming in;
the wind is blowing hard.
The plus side take:
won’t have to rake
the leaves out of my yard.
I’d best get out and walk,
and do it pretty soon.
The radar’s mean,
red mixed with green,
and not a Christmas tune!
Or maybe I’ll just wait,
put coffee on to brew,
and ride the bike
instead of hike,
and have a cup or two.
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a couple of Mad Song Stanzas (iambic 6x:6a:4b:4b:6a)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2023
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