Forecast

The sun is wearing silver bells
and dancing in the blue,
but naughty clouds are in the wings,
just watching for their cue.

Go out and twang your banjo,
build an ark of happy notes,
for tomorrow you’ll be sopping
when it’s raining cats and goats


 

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