Poetry

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WE NEED THE RAIN,PLEASE DON'T SEND US DROP'S THAT ARE DRY FOR NOW
GROUND AND CROPS ARE LIKE A DRIED UP SKY,WE NEED THE CLOUDS THAT CAN SPRINKLE DOWN THE NICE CLEAR WATER ON FIELDS AND TOWN,RESERVOIR'S WILL NEED A LOT PLEASE NEAR FILL THEM UP,THE
WATER'S DEPT HAVE SLOWLY CREPT WITH DOWNWARD'S MOTION,THROUGH THE
WATER'S TAP IT NEEDS TO FLOW,AND FOLK'S MAY PRAY THAT GOD MAY SEND
CLOUDS THAT SPRAY,SO LAND CAN HAVE THAT SPECIAL DEW WATER DROPS
MAINTAIN US TOO,ALL OF LIFE DEPENDS ON WHAT GOD WILL SEND,AND
WATER COMES FROM CLOUDS THAT SPEAK WITHOUT TOO MUCH CHEEK,MAY WELL WEEP ON THE PROUD AND MEEK,GOD BLESS US HE GIVES US WATER AND LIFE
IS SO PRECIOUS,WITH HIS WATERY RAIN GOD DID MAKE IT PLAIN NO COLOR
ALL OF LIFE INSIDE DO DROPLET'S HIDE,PRICELESS LIFE HOW GOD HAVE
TRIED.
Joe.

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