It's raining cats and dogs here,
By lightning and loud thunder.
Awe it inspires, and fear,
But my sleep does it plunder!
Dearest darling, sugarcane juice,
Is it raining pets at your place, too?
Let us then hum a tune you choose,
And leap like a kangaroo.
4 comments:
Wow... i was literally celebrating on that day:)
I didn't get it as much.
Did the Gods go Gutligutligoo?
It didn't rain frogs, as such...
Though, before I end this, oh-but-oo-oo!
It should've started: It's raining men! Allelujah!
And you should've been a fat woman in tights....you betcha!
I'm reminded of an SMS you sent when it was pouring down heavily. It simply said "Feline and Canine precipitation". :-)
I enjoyed the line " Oh! My dear sugar cane juice". Some how it captures the Indianness in it. Good work!
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