Dancing in the Rain
By Oxygen
Plink, plonk,
goes the rain against my window.
The grey rain clouds,
cover up the shining sun.
Splash, splash,
go my boots
in the deep puddles.
Suddenly,
my yellow umbrella is riped out my hand
and whisked away.
Now, I am alone in the rain.
I am spinning in the rain,
dancing in the rain.
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