Tha Wather Forecaster

Yin thing we aa seem tae taak aboot whin we meet ither fowk is tha wather. A'm sure ye hae done it! Ye meet some yin comin alang tha street an tha furst thig ye say is "That's a quare day" ir "Luks lake it cud rain". Tha Toon Rhymer knows a boadie lake that but as ye wull see here, tha boadie he knows isnae lakely tae git a job wie tha Met office!

Tha Forecaster

If there's yin boadie A'll niver forget

It'll bae wee Barney frae doon wur street

Fer nae metter whit tha wather is lake

He'll mak a forecast each time we meet.

It's aye optimistic an it's aye upbeat

It wudnae metter if it wus lashin aa day

Barney wud aye see tha bricht side

An wud aye hae somethin heartenin tae say.

In a thunnerstorm if iver ye meet him

He'll say"A think it's gan tae clear"

An if lichtnin wus strikin in angry forks

He'll aye smile an say "Och niver fear".

If hail tha size o golf balls faa

An lee ye wie throbbin ears

He'll say "Sure this wather wull bae changin

Afore ye know it tha Spring wull bae here".

Whin sna is faain an pilin in drifts,

He'll come by wie his weltons oan

He'll say "A think tha thaw is comin

An sure aa this sna wull bae gone".

Yin mair thing A'll aye mind aboot his predictions

Nae metter whur A leeve ir fer hoo lang

Is that ivery forecast he iver gien me

Wus almaist aaways sure tae bae wrang!