The Weather – a song.
Let me take a bow
to the rain
and how it falls upon me.
And how that I can get
absolutely soaking wet
which is never quite beyond me.
I was standing in the sun
it shone on everyone
but, especially, on me.
And then I saw the bow,
took a picture so I’d know
that the Sun had even been…
here, with me.
So, now I’m drying off
I sniffle and I cough,
a sneeze is soon forthcoming,
Because, I went out in the Sun
and came home in the rain,
that upon my head was drumming.
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