Morning Rain

Rain tricking-trickling on my face,
Made me smile all the way.
As I rushed to catch the rat race
A company, I had all the way!

Made me yearn and crave,
Why wasn't I student again!
What kind of a slave
Of tin and paper: a gain.

Ticklish as it made me,
Making me laugh, all the way!
Water trickling through me,
Rain coat hardly a stay.

Scarlet I was, as I stepped down,
Face covered with rain drop thus!
A clown, I saw and frowned
Wishing to give up all the fuss!

                        
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