Singing in the Rain
Eating and reading and playing some chess
Or cooking or drawing or cleaning a mess
All sound more fun than twirling around
In a downpour of rain while ignoring the sound
Of cracking lightning and rumbling thunder
And weathering the storm of the clouds I'd be under.
Seriously, why can't we sing inside
Where it's nice and dry; do you mind?
We'd hear each other much better
Without getting wetter
And choking on droplets of rain;
It just sounds like a pain.