our weather patterns
aren't as they used to be
I have a feeling that someone
or something has altered their tee
twenty five years ago
I knew what to expect
in the delivery of the
weather's prospect
but these days I'm never
too sure
as to the attire I must wear
on leaving my front door
the variance in the weather
does vex me so
yet I cannot return to
the climes of the ago
I'm of the belief that the weather
will become more drastically out of whack
for there are forces unbalancing
its inconsistent back
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 7:05 PM UTC
our weather patterns
aren't as they used to be
I have a feeling that someone
or something has altered their tee
twenty five years ago
I knew what to expect
in the delivery of the
weather's prospect
but these days I'm never
too sure
as to the attire I must wear
on leaving my front door
the variance in the weather
does vex me so
yet I cannot return to
the climes of the ago
I'm of the belief that the weather
will become more drastically out of whack
for there are forces unbalancing
its inconsistent back
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