Saint Switthin’s day ☔️

I had never, ever seen such dark grey clouds passing by

As black as sable slate and so dreary to my eye

Was good old Mother nature in a bad mood, was this the reason why ?
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Well it teamed and it poured from July the fifteenth

Each and every day was wet, I lost count on the umteenth 

But then again it had started on Saint Swithin’s day

And we all know too well what those old wives did say!!
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Huh it didn’t seem like summertime at all

As all the land was saturated from the heavy rain fall

And worrisome floods crept right up to my garden wall