Winter Rain Jan 6, '06 1:58 AM

there was the cloud

which drifted by the road

picking up moisture

giving off hope



the parched land

with its mouseholes

looked up smiling

with its many souls



i shall be drenched

cried the brown hare

i will bathe in glory

my skin so fair



little further sat the wild hog

writing messages on his pet blog

who will see me and read my name

i do it to garner fame



shhh... shushed the green man

so full of bile

it doesnt matter what yu write

and how the time you while



the earth went on

at its fast space

circled the sun

with infinite grace



far away in the center

of the milky way

the black hole gnawed

eating away



and the cloud that was

now pregnant and swollen

full of raindrops

laced with pollen



it rained and rained

the whole dark night

the moon shone through

with its flickering light



how does it matter

cried the old damned muse

it has to end

it has to fuse