Thermometer...

I wake up in the morning,
Feet freezing cold,
Dash down the stairs,
To see what the weatherman has foretold.

"Temperatures below freezing"
He says, sweating in a heated studio,
I sit, leaning against the radiator,
And reply "As if you would know!"

"Today, we're predicting --5 degrees"
Please, God, tell me he's wrong,
They've been incorrect many times before,
Isn't this another one of their songs?

But no, I find out, when I step outside,
Face to face with an icy raft,
It seems,that just this once,
The weather man didn't predict something daft!