Conditions of Use
Clouds blanketed across the sky,
Dripping drops falling by my side,
Droplets falling down, down, down,
It pours on everything it has found.
It’s raining cats and dogs,
And guess what now my clothes
There’s a clatter,
There’s a roar,
It sounds like we live on a
Like an angry tiger the rain growled at me,
sounds really, really hungry.
The air is moist and very damp,
definitely not the day to camp.
Bubble, Gurgle, Splatter, Splosh
After this I’ll need a wash.
The rain’s icy fingers caught me in its grip,
This will be a long, long trip.
By Rissy Simanu
Article posted August 14, 2012 at 06:38 PM •
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Love the poem Rissie your a natrual
Comment Posted on November 19, 2012 at 11:42 PM by
This is now totally one of my favourite poems.
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