Sane Fella - Poem by David Darbyshire

Rain drops keep falling on my head,
and they feel like heavy bits of lead.
They keep banging on to my brain,
it is really driving me insane.

I guess I could get a helmet,
or buy a cheap umbrella.
At least my head wouldn't get wet,
and I will stay a very sane fella.

I think rain or shine,
my brain is mine.
The weather I will endure,
my head will stay on for sure.