Yes, it really does rain in Manchester!
It's not an urban myth, because I'm wet,
And that is because my cheap umbrella
(Present from dear departed dad) does get
Turned inside out very easily. Let
There be a moment's gust and it inverts
And tries to pull me backwards. It upsets
Me to be made a fool of, splashed by squirts
From roadside puddles the good driver skirts
But nasty and careless ones drive over.
I'm off to the opticians soon. I bet
I'll get wet again. Still, rain never hurts.
As long as we get some summer sun. Yeah,
Right! Fat chance! Unless I get on a jet.
Fri 28 Mar 2008
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