Rain poem
Rain, rain, rain, rain and more rain
I hope it all gets flushed down the drain
Were inside playing another board game
I don’t know what it’s called I forgot the name
I glance at the window pain
Oh look, here comes a train
I ask what’s for lunch and the answer is grain
Oh what another boring day of the rain
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