Weather Forecast
My Spring will be sunny - all plans ahead,
and Summer quite sprightly... plans won't sink like lead,
No rain here, or thunder - why, tickle my toes,
why people want rainy, the Lord only knows.
Autumn will be fog-bound... I'm joking my friend.
I live in a country where fog won't itself lend.
It will be joyous and sunny like spring in the South,
and my plans won't go haywire like a kick in the mouth.
Winters I love here, and my plans will go well.
What my plans are for the moment? Can't tell,
but they will be sunny like all my plans are,
and if you're good, Mr. Viv, we'll meet up in a bar.
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1/16/2018
Contest - Weather Forecast 2018
Sponsor - Viv Wigley
2nd place win
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2018
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