Come on out,
The month is July,
The time has come,
We waited for,
We waited for.
The Drips of water,
Spreading joy,
Toads Croak,
Roads get Wet,
Boats move,
In the flood,
Crows fly,
To their Nests,
The rain has come,
Come on out.
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