Raindrops kissed the hollow tree trunk It was the first time she had witnessed this scene It was a joyous occasion for the baby chipmunk Her home had got a pristine sheen.
The emerald leaves soon lost their wet glow The sunrays raidiated their characterized sharpness When would mother nature once again bestow The parched planet with this watery happiness?
The chipmunk had but one demand of his mother Mother, please make it rain That no one can manipulate weather Was an explanation quite mundane.
Unable to calm the innocent thing The mother summoned her winged friend The Nightingale exhibited her talent to sing But the baby still wailed to no end.
The monkey held a show spectacular By showing the baby numerous tricks His tricks did win an audience popular But for the baby, making it rain was the only fix.
Suddenly an idea occurred to the mother worried She requested the assistance of the elephant He agreed to help her succeed In this unique experiment.
The elephant filled his trunk with water And wet the baby with a playful splash The mother felt relieved seeing her daughter Finally revel in the soothing hydro flash.