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May 2015
Rain, rain go away  I,ve had enough of
You today, you met your friends near
The river bank and thought it would be
Fun to come up and give me a wave.
  
As you fell and friends did follow, you
Invited yourselves in through my door.
  
As more did follow, a house party of
Wetness invited, once dry objects now
Soaked, ruined by the unclean that pushed
Their way though my letter box.

Not even knocking to ask to come into
My home, drenching my settee and my phone.
  
Rain, rain has come to stay, ruined my
Things now being thrown away.
  
I don,t mind a drip a sprinkle or down
Pour, but I don't think you again should
Come knocking at my door.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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