Showers

A chance of showers
Or so they say ……
My friend, I have to tell you
Being from England
I am well aware of what a shower is
Light rain, briefly
One step up from a drizzle

Not here in Texas though
Oh no, you appear to be confused
For what you call a shower
Is no shower
Torrential rain, deafening thunder
It feels about half a step down
From the rapture itself

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