Pitter patter, the rain comes down
People run inside
Putting whatever had been in their hands
Over their heads
To keep from getting wet
Splish, splash, splosh
Pitter patter, the rain comes down
It comes down harder
The rivers rise up
The water washes away good and bad
Until nothing is left
Splish, splash, splosh
Pitter patter, the rain comes down
Sometimes the rain is welcome
Often it is not
Even then, it comes just the same
Always coming down
Never stopping if someone needs a break
The unending flow of raindrops
Which seems to never stop
It never stops...
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