Rain, rain, go away
the timeworn childhood chant
has given way to lunacy
and gardener’s manic rant.
It never stops, the dribbling gloom
my world is saturated
the dirt is goo, the flowers slimed
the garden adumbrated.
Oddments
In search of story
Rain, rain, go away
the timeworn childhood chant
has given way to lunacy
and gardener’s manic rant.
It never stops, the dribbling gloom
my world is saturated
the dirt is goo, the flowers slimed
the garden adumbrated.
