# Forecast for: Washington, DC

Generated on February 15, 2026 at 09:02PM Eastern Time

Fair weather data doth present itself,
In verse, I shall report the forecast's wealth.

'Tis rain that cometh before nine o'clock in night,
With clouds and wind, a dismal, drear delight.
A northeasterly breeze doth gently blow,
Between three to seven miles per hour, don't thou know.

At nine o'clock, rain doth cease its gentle beat,
But patchy fog doth swiftly take its seat.
'Twixt nine and eleven, fog doth softly cling,
And with it, a slight chance of rain doth sing.

Clouds cover the sky, in dismal, grey attire,
A low of thirty-six degrees, a winter's fire.
The chance of precipitation, a hundred percent, they say,
A new rainfall doth come, 'twixt tenth and quarter's sway.

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**STYLE:** rhyming couplets