Pitter patter rain comes down
Thor swings his mighty hammer
Thunder quakes the sky
Misty, muggy air
The early morning sun sweats
Dewdrops glistening
Divebombing warbirds
Creating nasty messes
Need magical stuff.
Crouching on the rock
Brown spots dapple slimy skin
Frog watches then leaps
STOP A MOMENT FOR
HIBISCUS AND PINK LILIES
DON’T SMELL THE ROSES
Hop, scurry, cricket
Tries to hide in the bathroom
I caught it anyway
Time to wend your way
Through turning pathways of a
Sparkly Labyrinth
Too humid outside
To take a lovely, long walk
This makes me grumpy
“Why is the rum gone?”
Demands Captain Jack Sparrow.
‘Cause you drank it, fool!
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Lonely cracked willow
Supports birds in fragile boughs
Plum water yet beckons
Cycle of Tehara 