I hate the rain! Monsoon season yucky!
Away the sunshine went out of my life,
Dark, gloomy feeling,
Sadness falling every day.
Umbrella a mild amusement.
What a difference,
Between grapefruit and mud.
Yet, I stoop and watch this garbage flow,
Oh! We fell many miles down a deep puddle.
I hate the rain! Monsoon season yucky!
A fact no mortal could abide,
I just want to hide!
I told the waiter; more chicken soup, please.
'My god! He's got a strawberry milk shake and fries.'
Hello, My name is sunshine. Have we ever met?
Yes, So long ago with the flowers of May.
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