The thunder roars
rain will come
oh no it didn't
it went away
blown away bythe winds
maybe.
The scent of rain
it is positively near
it is coming
oh no, it didn't
it went away
somehow.
Maybe tonight.
When the wind blows.
The toads are having a five course meal.
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