Drippling down with a great fall,
The warning sign it refuse to call,
Swindling from south to north,
The ground once hard is now soft……
What right have we to stop the rain,
when to some it’s pouring out gain,
Though it may give you pain,
But remember it is a gift from God……
Drenching me from top to bottom,
I could only mumble to myself,
Even though i know it’s a gift From God,
My party it did spoil…….
Rain! Rain!! Rain!!!
When will you stop?