Rain, rain where have you been?
I have been waiting, for I haven’t seen
You for a while, even my umbrella waited
For you, and in agony it disappeared, now what do I do?
Waiting for the rain drop
From out of the sky to pop,
By the collision of the clouds
To cool the earth beneath me,
The drops may glisten like gauds
And may please the eyes that see.
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