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Silly Verse
6. Boxing Clever.
We thought we’d box clever
With regard to the weather
On which one can rarely rely,
So we all went away in the middle of May
Instead of the end of July.
The consequence was
Just in spite, or because,
Of our premature trip to the sea,
The sun rarely shone; when it did it was gone
Before it could sunburn a pea!
We scanned the grey skies
In search of a small patch of blue,
But all that we saw remained as before,
No sign of the sun breaking through.
With saddening heart
We proposed to depart!
(We’d packed up all our regalia,)
For when all’s said and done
If you want the sun,
Emigrate to Australia.
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