Cold Times


Blustery skies with murky depths,

Wintery rumours about snow and frost,

Such a rude awakening,

But at no extra cost.

Perhaps there is a chance,

Although I doubt it very much,

That the weather isn’t changing,

Because of a thoughtless human touch.

Global warming seems miles away,

Yet stark conditions sit in wait,

So cuddle up and boil the kettle,

Hang about with a cheerful mate.


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