It was so humid today
That the clap of thunder
Was like the start gun
In a horse race.
I ran to the patio
To dance in the cooling rain
That followed the cracking
of the clouds above.
It felt so good
To dampen sticky hair
I didn't care
That my neighbour watched
From the window upstairs.
She just smiled
She had been middle-aged once!
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