Does the rain fall mainly in Spain?
Or does it fall on Jane in Wayne?
or does it fall in Germany? It this mainly?
I don't understand the rain, it's truly insane.
All I know is, it kills happiness and replaces it with pain.
How can it do this?
It's only rain.
Alas, I fear this poem's in vain.
Because only sunny forecasts are ahead
And I bought an abundance of umbrellas.
--the end--

Had to do it...lol...Fred K.
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no place--on one--wants rain on their parade--cute--window watcher
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Cute poem-yeah the rain is going to fall in Wayne again. Jane