Rain, rain, go away. Come back again some other day.
Skipping rocks and jumping rope, come the rain we’ve lost all hope
Dribble, dribble down my chin, no one likes a rain-soaked grin
Thunder rolls and lightning flashes
Trees crack as each one crashes
Puddles, puddles on the ground echo back a splashing sound
Children run and giggle loudly
They wear the wet clothes very proudly
Beach balls and rubber rafts, they flaunt their cheesy, rain-proofed crafts
I’m alone after all
So back to my house and shelter I crawl

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