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poem my grandfather used to tell me

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Fantastic poem. Then again I may be biased...afterall I am a leaf.......... oh is that the wind i hear!

I can do colors too.

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It rained and rained and rained and rained,

The average was well maintained;

And when our fields were simply bogs,

It started raining cats and dogs.

After a drought of half an hour,

There came a most refreshing shower;

And then the queerest thing of all,

A gentle rain began to fall.

Next day 'twas pretty fairly dry,

Save for a deluge from the sky.

This wetted people to the skin,

But after that the rain set in.

We wondered what's the next we'd get,

As sure as fate we got more wet.

But soon we'll have a change again,

And we shall have... a drop of rain.

(lol)

http://www.rampantsc...lpoems_mull.htm

Edited by Eldorado
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That was a really great poem. Glad you shared. I like Eldorado's too.

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Awesome. Love it.

That is how a poem should sing..

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Lovely poem!

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Great poem.

Will keep that one.

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It rained and rained and rained and rained,

The average was well maintained;

And when our fields were simply bogs,

It started raining cats and dogs.

After a drought of half an hour,

There came a most refreshing shower;

And then the queerest thing of all,

A gentle rain began to fall.

Next day 'twas pretty fairly dry,

Save for a deluge from the sky.

This wetted people to the skin,

But after that the rain set in.

We wondered what's the next we'd get,

As sure as fate we got more wet.

But soon we'll have a change again,

And we shall have... a drop of rain.

(lol)

http://www.rampantsc...lpoems_mull.htm

It rained and rained and rained and rained,

The average was well maintained;

And when our fields were simply bogs,

It started raining cats and dogs.

After a drought of half an hour,

There came a most refreshing shower;

And then the queerest thing of all,

A gentle rain began to fall.

Next day 'twas pretty fairly dry,

Save for a deluge from the sky.

This wetted people to the skin,

But after that the rain set in.

We wondered what's the next we'd get,

As sure as fate we got more wet.

But soon we'll have a change again,

And we shall have... a drop of rain.

(lol)

http://www.rampantsc...lpoems_mull.htm

Sounds exactly like a weather update for the summer we have had.

Every yr as summer turned to fall my grandfather would always say this poem

Come little leaf said the wind one day,

Come over to the meadow with me and play.

Put on your colors of green, red and gold,

For the summer is gone and the days will grow cold.

Lovely.

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Reminds me of little things my mummo would say and sing to me in Finnish :) Thanks so much for sharing hun.

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