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Won't You Go Away, Oh Dreary Rain? Oh Rain!  Go away! Elsewhere but here And be gone with your gloomy ways; ****** For I have had enough of your detestible behaviour, so devoted on ruining plans You come in all of your grey-puddled glory; like the eye of an elder What is it that makes you detest I,  oh dreary one? Is it my dry appearance that you despise so much? Or perhaps my freshly laundered clothes, that you must make dripping wet! I shall never know of your cruel reasons, and I shan’t needn’t care! For you are just an obstacle, a miserable and detested bully- Whom appears in my life far too often! Why is it that brother sun brings me happines? His sunshine rays enriching my life, giving me warmth and light And sister moon?  Her nightly glow giving my aching body rest as I sleep at night Shall we make peace now and build new bridges,  oh dreary one? Call a truce?  Make way to new beginnings and beautiful fortunes? Let’s not rush this new alliance, instead we’ll take each day as it comes But the question I must ask, Rain; will you ever learn from brother sun?
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
Won't You Go Away? Oh Dreary Rain?
Won't You Go Away, Oh Dreary Rain? Oh Rain!  Go away! Elsewhere but here And be gone with your gloomy ways; ****** For I have had enough of your detestible behaviour, so devoted on ruining plans You come in all of your grey-puddled glory; like the eye of an elder What is it that makes you detest I,  oh dreary one? Is it my dry appearance that you despise so much? Or perhaps my freshly laundered clothes, that you must make dripping wet! I shall never know of your cruel reasons, and I shan’t needn’t care! For you are just an obstacle, a miserable and detested bully- Whom appears in my life far too often! Why is it that brother sun brings me happines? His sunshine rays enriching my life, giving me warmth and light And sister moon?  Her nightly glow giving my aching body rest as I sleep at night Shall we make peace now and build new bridges,  oh dreary one? Call a truce?  Make way to new beginnings and beautiful fortunes? Let’s not rush this new alliance, instead we’ll take each day as it comes But the question I must ask, Rain; will you ever learn from brother sun?
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC
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