16 January 2013

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!

TheGoldRibbonThermometer... • Opuss № I