The Drip Poem by Saint Cynosure

That drip outside my window,
is driving me insane.
That drip outside my window,
thats caused by all this rain.
A constant noise like rowdy boys,
its keeping me awake.
That constant tick and tock each drop,
is more than I can take.
The continuous slpip each splank and splatter,
increasingly louder and driving me madder.
I truly wish this rain would cease,
and bring about a silent peace.
Thats found within the puddles deep,
of silent restful peaceful sleep.