The sky directly above me
is not,
repeat, not,
raining down upon me.
.
It’s grey,
overcast,
portentous,
and not to be trusted;
.
but, at the moment,
It’s behaving itself.
By the Book (sic)
By the Book (sic)
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Graeme Sandford 
This is like the Zen Chicken Little! 😃 Nice to know the sky isn’t falling. Greetings to you and Jane Grae!
Thank you, tabbyrenelle, may your dydh be da and your dy’Sul howlyek.
G:)