Poetry

Tuesday, 21 May 2024

Rain

 Now the rain

It will make things grow

I know, I know I know

But blow me down, blow man blow

If it doesn't half make things wet so


Oh I get it, I get it, I get it and go

I get wet, and the wind does blow

But can't you just get it to go?

No, No, No! No? No!

It will stay, we'll let it

Nobody's yet found a way to vet it

So just let it go

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