Another day of rain
Misery is here again
I prayed a prayer for it to go away
To come back another day
But it just won't quit
Fed up of being wet
I'm really mad at it
spit, rain, spit
A warm day of sunshine would be nice
a warm day of sunshine would be nice
Such a lovely thought
I had to say it twice
But it keeps on raining
It just won't quit
Just like my life
Spit, rain, spit
A year and a day
The rain has come each day
it's never gonna stop
I never feel on top
Plants have stopped growing
No sunshine
It,s not worth sowing
Lets be honest
We're in the #¥€$
Don't know what to do to get out of it
The only thing we see is
Spit, rain and spit
Friday, 8 March 2013
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