RAIN! RAIN! RAIN!
Oh the patter, patter, Of the incessant rain ; Drip; drip; drip; Going right through my brain, Even the patient cattle Wonder what’s to be done, Will their backs ever be dry, Will they ever see the sun.
And the little children, Look out in surprise ; Where has the pleasant sunshine gone, Where the bright blue skies, And they ask their weary mother : Mama what makes the rain, ■ As they flatten their little noses Against the window pane.
Watching the drops as they glisten In every tiny pool, And the great spout as it rushes To the cask already full. And every little rill Is turned into a river, And still the rain comes down As if it meant to rain for ever.
All Hail, good Jupiter Pluvious, We hope you don’t mean to annoy, But really you know you can give us Too much of a good thing Old Boy. Scribbler.
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Greymouth Evening Star, Volume XXXI, 30 May 1901, Page 4
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154RAIN! RAIN! RAIN! Greymouth Evening Star, Volume XXXI, 30 May 1901, Page 4
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