There’s a big storm a-brewing,
the fallen leaves are a-strewing.
The wind’s howling through the trees.
It’s more than a summer breeze.
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Scarecrow’s lament
“He’s not very smart,” I’ve heard them say
cos I’m dressed in rags, in an odd way,
but I’ve stood in this field ev’ry day.
Waving my arms in the summer breeze
I’ve stood in rain, til it’s made me sneeze
and I’ve nearly fallen to my knees.
Heatwave
August hols are here, and we’re hoping for some sun,
families have fled to foreign fields for some fun,
leaving us alone in our lovely Great Britain,
with half empty highways, and dull days in the rain.
Soon as they swanned off, the sun came out to play,
and it happened to get hotter here ev’ry day.
We hardly have rainfall ‘cept in a sudden storm,
during our heat wave, which we now know as the norm.
Dazzling dusty days spent in hot and humid heat,
as we walk our way to work down the stifling street.
Bodies barely breathe in our horrid hot office,
a faltering filtering fan just can’t suffice.
Rain, constant rain
This summer we have all been cloaked
and quite often have all got soaked
with rainfall.
It started with the hosepipe ban
and what felt better back then than
some raindrops?
Jubilee Street Party
Jubilee in June got well under way,
Just an excuse to all get together,
Jolly festivities on ev’ry day,
Jovialities despite bad weather.
Under our red, white and blue umbrellas,
Unusually gay, we dodged the rain,
Up went gazebos built by our fellers,
Usual barbecue weather again!
Rain
Too much Rain!
(Trois-par-huit poem)
Now at last
the fear of drought has passed.
They can now cancel the hosepipe ban.
We can put away our brand new watering can,
and forget any idea of a summer tan.
It’s never going to stop, it’s plain,
each day we get again
too much rain!
Rain, rain, go away!
Some kids have gone to Sunday camp,
they’ve lit a fire, and lit a lamp,
it’s rained for days, their field’s a swamp,
It’s very damp, it’s very damp!
April Showers
On with my coat and walking shoes,
the dogs are ready to go,
but the sky has turned a dark shade of grey
and it looks like it might snow.
Here comes the rain –
and here I’m staying!
Off with my coat and settled down again
to wait for the shower to stop.
It’s now raining cats and dogs, and even hail
has caught us all on the hop.
Down comes the rain –
no walk yet, it’s plain.
Frogs
Our garden’s full of lots of frogs and when the rain doth fall
They all crawl out from beneath their rocks and under the garden wall.
They hop around from rock to rock and climb right through the netting,
They frolic all down our garden path really enjoying their wetting.