Yes, I know
I don’t half shite on about Ireland’s weather
That’s because it gives me no other choice
Not only do I gaslight Mother Nature
I refuse to buy appropriate clothing
And insist on complaining about it
No wonder she’s throwing everything at me
Sheet rain, sideways wind, mutant hailstones
It’s the meteorological middle finger
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