In Vain,They Gave Rain

Let me tell you a tale of a small boy, who wanted a gale and some flashy rain. A small child, naughty he was, Never wanted school,so he sent the Gods and SOS about some stormy rain. The Gods red and red again, They were always kindly and didn't want to make him in vain, So they sent some thunderous clouds The boy was so in glee, his mother didn't know why She asked him why he didn't flee, To the place where was rain The little brat, happily, Told her the message, The mother was awed faintly, By her son's love for Rain