11:41 PM

Rain


Clouds,
Oh lovely clouds,
the more they gather,
the more they quarrel.

Up to a point when,
everyone's as black faced as can be.
Then,
the great flood starts.

Swift as can be,
lightning's here to play
Flashing away,
like a much less needed paparazzi.

Thunder's not far back,
booming louder and louder.
In a way much too similar,
to an unappreciated commentator


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