The Weather Cast
At breakfast-time when I eat eggs,
My panting puppy ups and begs;
To make him happy I am forced
To hand him down a piece of toast;
Those hopeful eyes I can’t refuse.
I then get news on 2YA
To get the weather for today.
But what with eggs, and dogs, and news
And Frenchies mucking round with atoms
The only weather that I get
Is for the Chathams.
first published in the booklet that accompanies New Zealand Poets Read Their Work for Children (Waiata, 1974), © Denis Glover 1974, used by permission of the Denis Glover Literary Estate. Recording from the Waiata New Zealand Poetry Sound Archive 1974.