Poetry by Jeff Green

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More Weather Woes

by cricketjeff on January 5, 2012.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

An Englishman’s umbrella’s emblematic
He’s naked if it isn’t by his side
But in a gale this symbol’s problematic
If opened it would take him on a ride

He feels a jerk the moment it’s inverted
You’ll see him spin to try to face the breeze
Another gust, his treasure is converted
To modern art that decorates the trees

When storms arrive we Englishmen feel bitter
Our little roofs stay furled or put away
It’s better to be labelled as a quitter
Than buy a new umbrella everyday

So when the winds are boist’rously extreme
A dry and tidy Englishman’s a dream

Author notes

I wrote a poem about getting wet in the rain and was accused of unpatriotic behaviour