Befuddled

The park was pooled with puddles

From all the melting snow.

This weather, it befuddles,

Every day a different show.

 

Today is crisp but sunny,

Tomorrow cold and wet,

Yet I’ll take even money

That we’ll cope with what we get.

 

With all the current troubles,

Which we’ll muddle through together,

Let us step outside our bubbles

And complain about the weather!