Wet, Wet Rain
Gray and full of shade
I can see raindrops playing their game
Not a drop of sunlight on my face
Just wet, wet rain
Little or no fun
Just liquid coming down to the ground
Violent winds pushing everything around
Making the kids and parents run
Shelter’s nowhere to be found
People looking around
Heavy droplets coming down
Oh wet, wet rain just hurry up go away
Faces of frowns and raincoats as gowns
Umbrellas up, but faces hanging down
Classes empty and teachers smiling
“No kids today? Hooray this is going to be an adventure!”
Oh wet, wet rain
Just don’t mess up my day
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