Scottish Poetry Selection
- Mull Weather

The amount of rain falling in Scotland always seems to be getting greater but after an earlier soggy summer, a visitor to Scotland sent this poem to the "Oban Times"


Mull Weather

It rained and rained and rained and rained,
The average was well maintained;
And when our fields were simply bogs,
It started raining cats and dogs.
After a drought of half an hour,
There came a most refreshing shower;
And then the queerest thing of all,
A gentle rain began to fall.

Next day 'twas pretty fairly dry,
Save for a deluge from the sky.
This wetted people to the skin,
But after that the rain set in.
We wondered what's the next we'd get,
As sure as fate we got more wet.
But soon we'll have a change again,
And we shall have

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