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Apr 2015
Pitter patter pitter patter.
The rain hits the Earth's surface.
I lay on my bedside,
waiting for the storm to pass.
I watch three racing water droplets,
collecting more as they go.

Drip drop drip drop.
The droplets create a city of mud and worms are crawling outside of the Earth's surface.

Splish splash splish splash.
Kids are stomping in the rain,
angering their mothers.
They ***** their school shoes,
leaving a mess on the hardwood floors.
It's like 3 a.m. in the morning... and I forgot about homework and I had to do this poem so. TAA-DAAA. aahaa, it's stupid,
Written by
Grace Johnson
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