The Weather Guy Poem

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The weather guy, with forecast bright,
Predicts a day of sun and light.
He points to clouds, moving fast,
And warns of showers that may not last.
He tracks the storm with radar's gaze,
And tells us when to change our ways.
With gestures grand and maps displayed,
He keeps us safe, come rain or shade.
He's on TV, with charm and flair,
With ties that match his weatherwear.
He smiles and nods, so debonair,
As he predicts the changing air.
From sunny skies to winter's chill,
He's got the scoop, he always will.
With meteorology as his guide,
He's the weather guy, with forecasts tried.