"Rainy Clock"

It is raining, it is a dreary day!
Sings a song of floating skies ;
Pour the earth as crops slay,
Cold -ash minds to pray spray.
It is raining, it is a dreary night!
Sings a song of weeping moon;
Shine the humble dark through light,
Few animals tend the groan.
It is raining, it is a deary Morning!
Sings a song of the willed sun;
Opens people's earn of darling,
Walks the world around the fun!
It is raining, it is a dreary evening!
Sings a song of bade farewell;
Wash off the unseen forecasting,
Mends hopes and is an inkling t

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