Weather

Weather is here for today; it comes in spurts and ruins the clay.
It changes with the setting sun; slow to tell us when its done.
The weather man is right, before he is wrong; and wants to repeat that sad, sad song.
The Farmers Almanac is the thing to buy; it says whats in that long, long sky.
–Richard Milleville

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