April 15: This awful autumn weather ...

It’s wet, it’s cold, it’s horrible, another awful autumn day

I wish the rain would disappear and the sunshine make its way

Into the sky and shine on me, as my life I transit through

The constant saturation does not help me do what I must do

Umbrella’s up, but my mood is down, as I go to be the Crown

In my wig and my jabot, the rain falls on my gown

Is there not a tunnel here that I can use to make my way

So this bloody awful autumn weather does not completely screw my day

First it stops and then it starts, and then it rains some more

My wig’s a mess, I’m sure it smells like a soggy Labrador

I wander off to Court 2.4 ready for another session

Of fiery cross-examination, where I’ll teach this crook a lesson

I end my day, I’m on a high, but can I get back to my room
Without fear of being washed away, the sky is a painted gloom

Tomorrow is another day, perhaps I should build an ark
Or perhaps just wear my wellies, and go water skiing in the park