Monsoon
Is
At
Play,
And
All
Day,
Held
Out
The
Promise
Of
Rain.
Grey
Clouds
Gathered
In
A
Frown,
But
No
Showers
Came
Down
To
Bless
The
Flowers.
They
Marched
On
By,
And
Left
The
Town
Parched.
I Can't
Complain,
Everyone
Has
Their
Climate
Pain,
But
Jeez,
I Wish
It
Would
Please
Rain,
Or
I'll
Be
Out
There
With
The
Hose
Again.