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Rain in all its forms From little showers To thunderstorms Is always certain To water flowers But also soak The human race Who don’t want To do the backstroke To their place So come on heavens Don’t always open Be nice sometimes It really works Because we aren’t all Like ducks.
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
Heavens Above!
Rain in all its forms From little showers To thunderstorms Is always certain To water flowers But also soak The human race Who don’t want To do the backstroke To their place So come on heavens Don’t always open Be nice sometimes It really works Because we aren’t all Like ducks.
Robert Y. Houston © 2002
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Kilmarnock Scotland
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
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