Our ritual rain dance we rehearsed
Must now at once be quite reversed.
Since one I know has had a flood
Which, as you know, is not so good.
So if you choose your nearest tree
And form a circle orderly
Then dancing backwards with great care
Fully clothed (need not be bare)
Please chant this anti-rain refrain:
Dluoc uoy fi, niar, niar
Dum otni swodaem ruo nrut.
Lleps ruo yebo ot uoy egru ew
Llew ruo llif, stekcub ruo llif.
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It has been hot and with little rain all summer here. Yesterday it started to drizzle and I went outside to stand in it. I beseeched the clouds to open up a little more to ease my burden of watering hundreds of plants every day with just a watering can and buckets. Within a few seconds, a house on the corner, only 100 feet away, was struck by lightning. Two entire fire departments were there for hours (Although I didn't even see any smoke)