A Spate Of Cool Temperatures

How refreshing to experience

a reprieve from sultry weather

when hazy, hot,

and humid warm front

unleashes a very short sweaty tether.

Man hat tin dar overcast skies

hint potential rain on the way

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Taurus headed soundcloud

skidding across celestial

(span hushed) rink

surprising forecasters by yowl

ling whimsically, unexpectedly oye vay

training (laser like),

Asian outsize dark cloud

climatological frontispiece

randomly making next stop Old

Rotten Gotham's Greenwich Village

zero wing in on

Poor (Chuck Keys) Uruguay

neighborhood possibly confidently

foretold by meteorologists today

pointing at map showing

cold air mass as it doth sashay

July twenty first 2018, though

Mother Nature defies pre

diction pulling out all (busted) stops,

vis a vis via "her" quay

zee bag of tricks nay

saying trained forecasters klan

hush all self importance

also to humble those mere mortals

getting paid a handsome buck

by anthropomorphizing viz cluck

king in tandem with duck

billed Baritone Horn

Trumpeting "FAKE" luck

trotting out obstreperous

Sunny Rays, who doth beam

with radiance a

diametrically opposed extreme

over zealous call for precipitation

instead raining one after another quanta

bright blinding meme

outsmarting the seem

ming airtight (cat in the bag)

prediction leaving once supreme

vouchsafing without a doubt forecasters

left holding the empty bag

large enough tuff fit the whole team.