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Rain as it Comes Pouring
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Rain, torrential rain
As it comes down pouring.
Through the winding lanes
Gurgles it goes past.
Or a brook that swells
To a river flowing fast.
And, rain comes down pouring..
As skirts and pinafore
Go frisking about in the wind.
Women rushing out
To retrieve their washing.
Jubilant naked children
Frolic and muddy they get.
In the bustling fish market
Bare fishes, getting more wet.
Rain, torrential rain
As it comes down pouring.
Pretty damsels whisk past
Jasmine drench in their hair.
The woody smell of pine
Pungent in the air.
Rolling down the hills,
Sweeping across the valley.
Rain, torrential rain
As it comes down pouring.
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