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 radiated 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.