Peein’ down ?

Pitter, patter, peein’ down, here it goes again.. driplets of droplets on my windowpane...This wet weather is driving me insane, though I guess it would be worse if it was a hurricane..

Penning my poetry on an awful afternoon as I turn on the radio and listen to a tune..and my better half sits opposite tapping with a spoon, well I’ve had more than enough of that silly buffoon..So I go into my bedroom and I lock myself away, I am feeling very sleepy now I really have to say..and I close my curtains from the skies that are grey, then I wake up in the darkness I must have slept allday..