Hey, rain,
You're a pain.
Why are you always pouring?
You are wet and droopy,
You make me mopey.
My happy mood goes away.
You're good for the world,
Only in small doses.
Yet you fall all the time.
Right now I hate you.
You make me sad.
Your drive me crazy.
And make me mad.
Cant you please just go away.
And come back another day.
Love, Vika
If it goes away like you command, just make sure not to bad mouth it when it returns.
ReplyDeleteNice, Vik.