When I hear tornado sirens, I go to the street and look.

We should moderate,
The weather we execrate,
Cold we tolerate

“Cold Winter wind blows,
My irascible self shows,
Intolerance grows. “

To get opinion,
Freely from most everyone,
Bring up weather.

“Opinion from some,
But verified facts from me;
Pick your poison sir. “

This next haiku was sent on the following day.

Procrastination,
Combined with obfuscation,
The youth of today.

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