Happy Windsday, Piglet!

Oh, the wind is lashing lustily;
And the trees are thrashing thrustily;
And the leaves are rustling gustily.
So its rather safe to say
That it seems

That it may turn out to be...
It feels that it will undoubtedly...
It looks like a rather blustery day, to-day.

Notes of the day

• It is hard to keep your hat on on a rawther blustery day.
• I would like to be regularly told that my voice is dripping with molasses.
• Renewing library books online makes me happy.