Inclement Weather
Inclement Weather
On rainy mornings before going to school
my mother fearful that I should catch a cold
Insisted that I was well wrapped up
in black wellington boots, a yellow waterproof and a sou´wester
I loathed this garb as it made me stand out
for which I became an object of ridicule
One nasty boy with curly hair called Dinger Bell
said that I resembled a ´Fisherman´s Friend ´
Through driving rain I would arrive at school
as if I had disembarked from a fishing trawler
I needed no identification for the register
everyone knew I had just left my moorings
I pleaded not to wear this awful clothing
I preferred a gaberdine raincoat instead
Mother was adamant, quite intransigent
so I became known as Lozenge, the
Fisherman´s Friend
<Deleted User> (19913)
Fri 8th Mar 2019 08:58
Ha, yes. I can definitely relate. Great poem Keith, thanks for making me re-live moments of mother-induced mortification. ?