What about the drought?
I won't go
out
It's raining
a drought!
This wench
Is drenched
Brolley's
inside-out!
And it's so
bizarre
I can't wash
my car;
Is there no
Water left
In the
reservoir?
A forlorn
black sky -
A storm is
close by
But
politicians state
(In a dried
up debate)
That the
hosepipes
Stay dry!
My hair is
frizzy
And feeling
grizzly
As once again
It's got so
drizzly
And people do
insist
There's a
little scotch mist.
It does
appear
That the
atmosphere
And
troposphere
Are wet!
And it's
raining
Cats and Dogs
In the
Stratosphere!
I won't go
out -
So much wet
about!
And the
British Monsoon
Is here much
too soon
But where is
the drought!?
Copyright
Linda Lawrence
9th May 2012
