Rain, Rain, Come Today
We live in America’s Finest City,
so it's really quite a pity,
that to our couch we tether
when we get a little weather.
Nonetheless, it would be nice
to have some droplets (never ice).
Understand, I'm not complaining,
I'd just prefer it to be raining.
For months we’ve been imploring
for rain, please God, let it be pouring,
when in my living room’s safe mooring
I can be reading, writing, snoring.
Hoping for rain in my still mind,
wishing I would need to hide,
knowing I would be just fine,
dry and comfy deep inside.
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