It’s Raining It’s Pouring

t’s raining, it’s pouring, has summer disappeared.
I got so used to feel hot, the rain feels kind of weird.
It’s really quite refreshing, and though raining, it’s still warm,
which for summers we’ve had recently is quite against the norm.
Despite the rain I barbequed and cooked between the showers,
a relaxing family Sunday tea, we chilled and talked for hours.
And now it’s Monday morning and the working week’s begun,
let’s hope the rain stops soon and then gives way to lots more sun.

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