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Rainstorm

The rain it pitters and patters to the ground
Making the most peacefull sound
I watch it fall
From the sky so tall
Into puddles and pools
It slips and drops
It drips and drools
It falls it plops
Falling from skys duals
The lightning and thunder
Really makes you wonder
Is it the gods playing bowling?
The angels singing?
Or Zues getting mad
Letting bolts go flinging
I watch each indivudually inique bolt fly past
Fly down from the sky and dissapear so fast
As the rain falls down hard in a sworm
I enjoy my experirnce watching this rainstorm

taffy01

@taffy01

Teenager..(:

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