A cold front leaves one with a lack
Of warmth, not only front, but back;
Though frontal is their main attack,
A chilly backhand punch they pack!
And one can get a cold back, too,
When it has turned into the ‘flu.
It seems that we must bear the brunt
Of yet another freezing front;
Or, back the same front may have come –
That’s back to front, and really dumb!
To cause affront is what they do;
Take one aback’s what they do, too!
I would not back the weatherman
To get it right, his weather scan
Is just a front for selling ads –
To get one’s own back on such cads,
When out in front with all their fads,
One backs out coldly, in reverse,
To give, up front, a hearty curse.
© Colonialist August 2012 (WordPress/Letterdash)