Weather Forecast

Seasons are changing so they say And there’s a storm outside making it’s play It’s really causing quite a fright Because it is the middle of the night The wind is blowing from the South But it just won’t shut up its mouth Rain is falling hard as nails What a luxury for the snails We had a really hot summer this year But now winter is making us shiver So do I look back on what we had Or look forward to the ice pack Another year another season For our weather there’s no reason Why have we had the weather we have had I maybe need to talk to my Dad He might know, or at least where to go As we all leave footprints in the snow DAMO