~tee 2011~

Rain rain what a pain.
Mother nature is to blame,
What is there to gain.
Each day it is the same,
Mow the lawn and mow it again

When the sun comes out,
We are ready to shout,
Then comes the dry ,
And as hard as we try,
Mother nature listen to us,
Make it rain without any fuss.

We are never happy
The weather is crappy.
We say one way or other ,
It is always a bother,
Too dry too wet,too hot or too cold,

Mother nature do as you're told.