As sun shines through the broken cloud,
I sit wondering to myself aloud.
Will day stay in its misty shroud,
To burst a shower on this crowd,
Or, will play resumption be allowed
For baseball team, of which I’m proud,
As weather gurus have avowed?
Well, most of the fans have gotten plowed,
At sheltered bar, under which I’m bowed,
While swearing curses quite out loud.
Rain delay at the ball park
Sheltered bar is: the pub inside the ballpark.
Weather gurus: weathermen, meteorologist.