Day in the life of a Poet (August 2020)

Mr Rain*

-- They call me Mr Rain
and I'm back in town again.
They call me Mr Rain
come to piss on your parade.
-- 'Cos I'm always falling down
always running underground.

Yes, they call me 
Mr Rain
on your doorstep once again.
--- They call me Mr Rain
come to wash away 
your stains.

--- And I'm always falling down
always running underground.

I'm always falling down
I'm always falling down
I'm always falling down

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*My close friends call me Summer, you can call me Mr Rain