Ken Duddle Poet Free verse

Why the Sun Works To Rule

At 10 A.M on Friday 13th July
The Sun emerged from a cloud.
After five minutes shining bright thought,
'Sod this, I'm going back to bed. right now'
The Weather King called up Rain
But only got an answer phone.
Thor the God of thunder,  was sick in bed.
An accident with a hammer it was thought.
Try as he might, the Weather King
Could not find someone to replace
The stubborn immovable Sun.
Who was now working to rule.
A better deal was his demand.
It was agreed for shorter hours
And if Sun was late rising 
Overcast would cover the time.
Longer holidays was also agreed.
Fourty-eight to fifty weeks per year.
So if you want to see Summer Sun.
Don't blink when looking in England,

Because he might not be there.

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 13, 2012 at 7:34 AM Wow where did this week go? I am reading some amazing poetry this morning. It was a pleasure to read yours and I thank you for sharing it Ken. Have a great weekend and I will be back Monday to read more. Love, Carol Ken Duddle July 13, 2012 at 7:53 AM Thanks. Written a few weeks back but as its Friday 13th and Overcast has come out thought it suitable today.

Terry O'Leary July 13, 2012 at 6:56 AM Very funny... on second thought... maybe not so funny... But I like the poem... Terry Ken Duddle July 13, 2012 at 7:50 AM Thanks. It was written a few weeks back and just found it. As it's Friday 13th and a bit overcast outside I thought it was apt for today. Not sure about the title. first thing I thought of.