One evening,
I saw the rains comming,
I saw the dark clouds,
It was scary to me,
oh! the tunder roared,
it was a pleasent chill evening,
the trees hishing away to their glory,
then suddenly! the rain poured gushing down on its target,
oh! what a wonderful sight it was to see! .
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