Its raining its pouring 🤣

When Me, myself will more than likely write yet another poem

Or maybes make myself a bubble bath and wallow in the foam

Coz I don’t much fancy getting soaked to skin walking out on a regular roam

Now if I had a treadmill I could still do my exercises 

Then the rain could tumble down, and that wind could rage its rises

But alas nowadays I sold my last one so I am looking for compromises

You see I made a bit of money out of that treadmill in a sheer moment of madness enterprises..

But do we not all do some crazy things without looking well ahead

Huh this would seem like a good idea when I was lying thinking in my bed

I am always having bonkers brainwave ideas that are dangling on a thread