Random word of the day: Weather
Out of context it might seem more than it is, but it’s really just a joke about the almost completely unpredictable Dutch weather. One moment the sun happily shines, then dark clouds gather, then apparently no rain follows, then the sun returns and scorches the land, and then it starts snowing. Frogs.
So yeah. It’s basically the Dark Plains, but without the demonic entities at the top… I am aware I could now easily make some sort of a political joke here, but I’ll resist the very present temptation. For now. Besides, the joke’s basically been made already now. … Let’s just get to the haiku! ^_^;
Can anyone solve
The ever-changing riddle
Of the skies above?