Oh Rain, Oh Gain,
drop and storm to clean away all stain,
opportunity to use our new umbrella Cain,
run, run over the hills, and slippery green plain,
over our window we can gather and remain,
and fire moderately lit to warm our feign,
and over our day the wetness will in accumulative- reign,
stopping us from doing useless errands of no regain,
and in the night, cozy, and lightening sound abroad in the rain,
Will restrain, Euphoria and I, and..we will lock lips, and make love till morn of Euphoric pain!
