The Right Size
Rain comes crashing down
Meeting my umbrella, shoulders
And splashing on my socks!
It clears my nostrils like metallic
Menthol and lavishes my eardrums
Lashing the walls of chambers.
The gutter at my feet is a raging
River in miniature, transporting
Muck and on it an unholy
Disaster for smaller things!
Spiders, flies and creepy crawlies
Bear the brutal ending of their lives.
A ladybird clings on a floating cigarette butt.
A caterpillar just makes it by hanging off a leaf!
But the hungry gully devours so many!
Boy I’m lucky to be the right size!
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