Rainy Mornings Wont Get Me Up..

Wakin up with a breath of sweet cool air, On which the sounds of rain tide and tear, Wide awake and nothing to share. Peering out the clear glass, I see the graceful rain simply pass, Just as the swaying green grass. Pull on warm leg out, Then the other just to shout, Too cold it is, no doubt. Put on some cozy slippers, With the cutest silver zippers, I feel the power ten times the shippers. Dress myself with fine play clothes, Only to fall on the couch and doze, When all of the sudden the wind arose, Static jump, Then a fearsome thump, I was nothin more than a grump. Went back to sleep, Only to once again leap, Hey, it's only mom in the Jeep! Deciding to greet, I get up to my feet, With rhythm and a funky little beat. But whats that outside, No rain to abide, I run out there and catapult down my silly kid's slide.