Fun in the Rain

Fun, Fun, twirlin' in the sun.
It's all so fun but the clouds are com-in'.
Rain-clouds with their load
About to explode.

A prodigious shower
fun for an hour.
As to the puddles we take. 

Twirling about in glorious arcs,
Jump once, jump twice, from puddle to park.
Never before has joy rush'd through my veins
As much as it has today. 

The End

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