Today brings the snowstorm named Bucky.
Which will drop ’bout a foot if we’re lucky.
With your milk and your bread,
Better stay home in bed.
Or your vehicle’s bound to get stuck-y!
Weather
Cold Hard Truth
StandardWe Northeast Wisconsin folk,
Are ensheathed in Jack Frost’s icy cloak.
Cold fingers and toes,
And frost bitten nose.
It just makes me glad I don’t smoke.
Indian Winter?
StandardIt’s odd that instead of the snows,
And the lakes that have usually froze,
The weather’s so nice.
It’s makes me think twice,
‘Bout storing all my summer clothes!
A limerick for my snow bound friends:
StandardThe Midwest is covered in snow.
To empty our driveways we blow.
So Why is it now,
They come through with the plow?
It seems as if somehow they know!
Deep in the Frost of Texas
StandardIn S.A. they’re calling for snow.
As we kick off the big rodeo.
Is the weatherman right?
Tomorrow just might,
Find them all eating some crow!
Facebrrrr…
StandardThe country is covered in snow.
As everyone’s “statuses” show.
Folks like to share.
But do we really care.
What the weather is like in Far-go?
Lone Star Chill
StandardToday we’ve got temps in the thirties.
Time for the micro-fleece shirties.
Best cover your knees.
Or they’re liable to freeze.
It’s not a good day for the skirties.
Spore Loser
StandardA note to the lovely oak trees.
Whose pollen brings me to my knees.
We’ve an ample supply.
At a 30 year high.
Excuse me, cuz I have to sneeze.
Rain Rain Go Away
StandardSo today marks our third day of rain.
And the streets here are quite slow to drain.
Though up North I am told.
It’s snowy and cold.
So I guess I’ve no right to complain.
Frigid
StandardAs Denver remains in deep freeze.
At eight measly friggin’ degrees.
I’m afraid if I cough.
Something may just fall off.
As my daughter would say, “Geez Louise”!
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