The rain came down, upon my roof,
working it's way through tiny grooves.
It came through the tile, and the sheetrock,
On top of my tv, kerplock, kerplock.
Then there was smoke, and a little fire,
My wife screaming on, like a heathen choir.
And my baseball game, went on sans me,
And I now reside, in an inland sea.
9/25/15 Alton, Texas.
Very nice and charming, loved the wit and the humor, remarkable write.
you made this sudden episode very funny! Nice! enjoyed it! Smile!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written. a pleasure to read