BogRhymes

I’ve reached the age where everybody,
Seems to be about to have somebody.
Or else has had lots of somebodies,
There’s those who knows, they are somebody.
Or somebody wants to have a body,
They sits beside somebody who can’t have bodies.
There are some who don’t really want a body.
Some others, they can’t stand anybody.
Sometimes it is best not to sit near somebody,
Who think they know the ways of everybody.

That proverb regarding St. Swithin,
Ahem, you’ve got to be kidding.
The roads are flooded,
And all heads hooded,
Days and days with rain unforgiving.