poem #1 (a quatrain)
It rains on you,
it rains on me.
It rains on us,
indiscriminately.
poem #2 (a quatrain)
It rains and it pours
on ocean and land.
If you can't take more,
raise a wrinkled hand.
poem #3 (a couplet)
Rains pelts against the window sills.
I wonder when we'll all grow gills.
poem #4 (a couplet)
The rain outside
makes tourists hide
The Fleurit Deluxe Scent Set
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