British weather does constantly change,
And from hot to cold can surely range.
It can bring us joy or dampen spirits,
But we are all now familiar with it. 

We might love to see the golden Sun,
Which we like call the Buttered Bun.
And there could be clouds floating high,
While behind we see a great blue sky.

But then the Sun could disappear,
Which could make us feel sad or drear.
And ...

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We see above us huge black clouds,
And in the sky they take their place,
Ominous this must now appear,
As people know what they'll soon face.

First begins the frightful rain,
Which crashes through the air
Drenching our tremendous Earth,
All around and everywhere.

Then begins great flashing lights,
And the sound of rumbling thunder.
What creates this frightful picture?
It must surely...

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We may all love the summer weather,
And some may be obsessive
But we have such heat right now
That it is incredibly oppressive.

And while it should be nice and pleasant
Right now the heat is too extreme,
And the boiling hot Sun we suffer here
Is one of the greatest we have seen.

We puff and pant and are soaked with sweat,
Thinking: 'How much hotter can this get?'
Or 'if only I could ...

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The prettiest pictures of beauty are formed by nature's own.

Look out for it is free and always alone.

We may see behind a sky that's blue and bold

Shines a glorious globe of greatest gold,

And the wind which swirls in a wavy path

Blows the tears of heaven to create a shallow nature's bath.

And by vast flying vapours various moulds are made,

Slowly travel throughout the light ...

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