Unseasonable, that's what it is!
A hot dry wind pushes up
The temperature to twenty degrees
In mid July in full winter
In Victoria but still the leader
Of the opposition denies
That global warming exists
But of course that's it
The wind can't be seen,
It too is invisible,
Neither can it be traded!
Neither can it be traded!
L. C. Bailliet
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