Rain has always been my foe
Even if it helps plants grow.
When you're out in it, all you get,
From head to toe is soaking wet.
Yes it makes the flowers bloom
Yet storm clouds forever loom.
Up in the sky, all around,
Never letting sun reach ground.
Kicking up the wind as well
By blowing things all to Hell.
Sorry that I feel this way,
Especially in the month of May,
But rain won't you just go away.