Drip Drop, Tip Top
Drip Drop, on the Window Top
Cloudy Skies Surround the Drop
Drip Drop, on the window Pain
The Thunderous Drips All Aboard the Range
Drip Drop, on the Window Rod
The Rain Resembles the People Who Prod
Water Lightly Tapping the Water Over the Young Cod
The Seas are Swimming with Our Dead Gods
This poem is about:
Me