Living on the moon
Blazing June – it’s
more like gloom
Packed away our
swimming costumes!
The seasons now are
by the by -
Look up to the
heavens, breathe a sigh.
Any sun has gone by
mid-afternoon.
Must be like living
on the moon.
It’s dark and cold;
there’s so much mould;
The showers and wind
have taken hold.
Our climate is in
disarray -
We’ll have to sledge
ride every day!
The snow and rain is
now threefold
Our boots have now all
been resoled.
Air currents in the
stratosphere
We cannot see and do not
hear,
The polar jets ‘round
south and north -
The frenzy that they
bring henceforth!
Meander around our earthly
sphere -
Our weather systems’
got quite queer!
And when we’ve all
learned how to ski -
Got used to drinking
frozen iced tea;
Get rid of all our
humble freezers -
Start bathing in some
pools of geysers!
Warmest beach now the
North Sea!
Put up a permanent
Christmas tree!
Our breakfast dinner
and tea, it seems
Now flavoured with helpings
of ice cream.
Look up at the dark
sky and scream -
We need a new
incentive scheme!
Hot weather now a
distant dream -
We’re in the hands of
the jet stream.
Copyright Linda
Lawrence
17th May 2013
