Talmadge Rogalla - Thermometer

Thermometer, Thermometer,
Please let me know,
The temperature of the autumn glow.
When it is dark, It goes down,
In winter it drops so low,
It makes me frown,
We want it to be warm,
When around a winter's fire we do swarm.
At zero it is too darn cold.
To go out you have to be bold.
Colder it becomes at temperatures below,
Where upon the ground you find snow.
In spring we begin to delight,
As the days eat into the night.
But best of all it lets you know,
The temperature of a summers glow.

Talmadge Rogalla

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