Oh no, not again!
The weather report
Said it would be raining,
Raining all afternoon.
Being the idiot I am
I went anyway,
Went out to the lawn
To hit croquet balls
All over the place.
And there we were,
Four of us
Strolling around the lawn,
Playing our favourite game
In the wonderful sunlight.
A beautiful bright afternoon,
Not a speck of rain fell
On our glorious time,
Surrounded by the beauty,
The vibrant beauty of Nature.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 6th, 2021 01:22
- Comment from author about the poem: The weather forecast was wrong again, but we would have played in the rain anyway - we are idiots.
- Category: Nature
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Comments4
Good day to you, and Happy Birthday.
You have two - one is 6/10, and the other is 10/6 on here. lol.
Thank you Orchi, one birthday a year is more than enough otherwise I would be over 120,000,000 years old!
Andy
No rain on your parade Andy. And Happy Birthday. 😊
Thank you AP, no, no rain on my parade was so true.
Andy
No idiocy there, Andy - you took a calculated gamble given the uncertain record attending weather reports and won (with respect to the weather anyway.....!)
PS: Happy Birthday to you!
Thank you Dave, we play in the rain anyway, I look upon croquet as 'my drug of choice'. LOL
Andy
I'd keep that quiet, if I were you - it is bound to get banned if you give it too higher profile.
Sounds like a lot of fun had by all on a beautiful day. Thanks for sharing.
It certainly was TEP, we had a great day.
Andy
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