Rain
What's with all this rain,
could it be the way we treat our planet,
or is it just mother nature?
Whatever the reason, I wish we could just ban it.
No more big umbrellas,
that are ripped apart by the gusty winds.
To live a life without the rain
would bring me the biggest grin.
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