is coming, says the glamorous
blonde
weathergirl,
before
the doppler radar map.
the grids,
the blooms of warning
oranges,
and fearful reds.
she's in yellow
today.
with a black sash,
and white
heels.
a human butterfly.
it's hard to take tornados
and storms,
floods
and the destruction of
a thousand
trailer homes seriously,
when she's
so bright and
cheerful,
fancy
with her weather wand.
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