Rain, rain, come and play,
Slake the summer's thirst today--
Refill the sinking watershed,
With a well-placed thunderhead.
But play nice, rain, and do not rage
Across my tender acreage--
Just soak the ground and save my lawn
Then pack your toys and move right on.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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