The Weather Forecast ''Twf''
The rain would soon be
here
Cos it clear,
the cloud is coloured
there!
That the sky, would weep
from top,
temperate lands rejoice,
even the farmers and
crops.
The sky, shall soon wet
walls.
Its for sure,
should it shower does fall!
Its tears, shall come
in drops,
that the desert men, may
not die of hiccups.
Great cold would soon be
felt.
to a great extent,
poor beasts would be
wet!
The flesh, the skin would
know no sweat.
The errant games,
shall have
no rest.
O yeZ! OyeZ!!
The storm, i see,
is a chase to warms.
An usher, the rain that
comes!
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