Watchng The Rain

I was on a tropical island drinking with Ben Affleck,
looking out to sea whilst we lounged on a large deck,
we'd made a film about aliens, AI and improbable things,
the rain came down, fiction became real, large eyes brings.

The Virgin goat even looked like Branson, grinning so long,
who'd made a guest appearence with his usual wining song;
once, he'd emptied a glass of water over Clive Anderson's head,
couldn't handle the jibe, he was too hyper is what they said.

We admire achievements, ironically sometimes that's not enough,
need tolerance, humility and being made of the right stuff;
Ben said there was a tornado coming - maybe upside down, 
just like the glass that made someone look like a clown.

Nothing can touch you, so when the moment comes - be ready,
don't resort to downpours - just give them your magical mystery.

NB. Cive Anderson was a british tv chat show host.