The sky is all lit up with lightning.
The air is all thunder and frightening.
Drowned rat families rush in off the street
searching for sanctuary and a nice dry seat.
The rain comes down hard, hits the street, bounces high,
falls again, fills the gutters and rushes on by.
Fills the drains, floods the streets and the squares of the town.
No-one's going out until it settles down.
A black coffee for dad and a Latté for mum,
Frappuccinos for kiddies, and cookies all round.
Starbucks is busy and a good place to hide
while all natures fireworks are going off outside.
The rain stops falling and the sun starts to shine.
The clouds fade away and the air tastes like wine.
The pavements are steaming and drying out fast
and families can finish their shopping at last..
