The Reign Of Rain

Moths released from who knows where,

Mixing with the new fresh air,

Landscape cleaned bright and shiny,

Grass drink drops big and tiny,

Nation washed now feeling clean,

Stepping back from summer scene,

Locals delight in first rain,

Relieved it has come again,

But not all were as pleased,

Tourists felt they were teased,

And the dirt of summer long,

Banished by watery song,

Bye tourists, dirty matter,

Bow to queen pitter patter.

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