Singing in the rain 💦

Pouring in the ponds with the google-eyed frogs

Flooding Farmer’s fields, turning them to bogs

As my welly boots are squelching to the sounds of the sogs

But just like yon Gene Kelly, I am singing in the rain

Whilst drip drops are gurgling filling up the drain

And I know too much wet weather can be a pain

Driving one demented, feeling the strain

Yet I am happy, contented as can be

This Autumnal outburst doesn’t bother me

So let good old Mother nature let off steam, for us all to see