Sunday, 30 July 2017 11:02 pm
When It Rains, It Pours
Back in the day, I used to call
A number to learn of the weather.
I remember a time the recorded man
Didn’t have it all together.
He got through describing the next two days;
I’d noticed no mistake,
But he must have made one somewhere, as
He suddenly took a break
And exclaimed a strong pair of profanities.
The report just ended there
And looped to the gentle intro,
Extra jarring after a swear.
I don’t think this is the place to repeat
Exactly what was said,
But the sound bite, while probably not preserved,
May never leave my head.
A number to learn of the weather.
I remember a time the recorded man
Didn’t have it all together.
He got through describing the next two days;
I’d noticed no mistake,
But he must have made one somewhere, as
He suddenly took a break
And exclaimed a strong pair of profanities.
The report just ended there
And looped to the gentle intro,
Extra jarring after a swear.
I don’t think this is the place to repeat
Exactly what was said,
But the sound bite, while probably not preserved,
May never leave my head.