Springtime in Tasmania

Springtime in Tasmania

oh what a lovely sight

as long as you have thermals

and can rug up nice and tight

The daffodils are blooming

but their yellow trumpet heads

have been blown around

this way and that

and now they’re looking dead

My toes are froze

as well as my nose

there’s rain and wind and sleet

Where’s my jacket 
beanie, scarf and gloves

and ugg boots for my feet.

For without them

I am well exposed

when I head outside to roam

What happened to the sunshine?

It’s time to go back home.

This weather, it’s unseasonal

and well, downright unreasonable

Spring may have sprung

but it’s not yet begun

is summer looking feasible?

The snow upon the mountain

is something to admire

but I think I’d rather stay inside

and curl up by the fire.

They say that global warming

is heating the hemispheres

but something tells me they forgot
to include us way down here.