Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Cold Fronts vs Warm Fronts- A Poetic Way of Describing Thunderstorms

A cold front walked into a warm front one day,
"I'm sorry, good sir, would you please step away?
I'm in quite a rush and have no time to lose,
And I'll warn you right now, I have a short fuse!"

The warm front just sat and did not move an inch
Which perturbed the cold front, so a fight he'd insist.
So Cold lunged to attack, but was caught off his guard,
For Warm was quite smart, not just some dumb retard.

When Cold tried to fight, Warm knew just how to win-
With his thunderous blows he hit Cold in the chin.
And with that Cold fell down, and then started to cry
As Warm rose the winner and passed Cold right by.

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