A River of Rain

Thirty-six hours of rain, they say,

is out in the ocean, heading our way.

It’s rained for the better part of a week,

but it hasn’t begun to reach its peak.

I said, last summer, that I wouldn’t complain

when fall rolled round and it started to rain.

So,I’m really not whining ‘bout being wet.

I just do wonder how wet it will get.

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