A drizzle,
A rumble,
More then a mist,
Not a puddle,
Not I mean Not more then a taste,
Not rain,
Like a fist without a threat,
A taste!
Rumble rolls a rolls Iowa’s heaven,
Producing Nothing,
Business aptitude like ground anticipated,
Nothing started nothing gained,
Birds are singing,
No rain coming!
All fuss no muss,
My black cat awaits breakfast,
I’m in vehical office,
Audible still a stray thunder,
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