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Global Cooling

Global Cooling

Thought today was going to be pretty good
But it's cold and snowy again
What a nasty winter we're having this year
As bad as I can't remember when

It takes all my strength and intestinal fortitude
Not to crack under these conditions
I'm not at all pleased but I say to myself
Not long before spring's transition

This year seems to be particularly difficult
Used to say, “hey, I'm a Canadian!”
I'm a hardy old soul, been through this before
But this year hurts my cranium

Is this what we would call “Global Cooling”
“Global Warming” was yesterday's news
Better start building those igloos real soon
We'll need mukluks instead of shoes

The prognosticator's predictions were off the mark
Though they'll probably have an excuse
Like the “thingamabob” on their “dohickey” thingy
Gave a wrong prognosis they deduce
 

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sally

Awesome write mister Jack!
The very same thoughts have crossed my mind too :)
 

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Jack Ellison

Thank you for visiting again, Mitsali!!! I'm Canadian and even this is too much for me!!!! Have a super good day... love, Happy Jack ???

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