The Rain, The Storms and Other Things

I like storms, you know I do,

Even when they’re scary, true!

But just as much, I like to joke,

So here’s a few for all you folks . . .

What’s a king's preferred deluge?

I’ll tell you: It is ‘Hail’!

While a queen’s fav-ou-rite would be ‘reign’.

She measures on a scale.

I knew it’d rain some money now,

They forecast weather ‘changes’,

A horse reins up or sleet rains down

Though both are on the ranges.

When it’s raining ducks and chicks,

You know the weather’s ‘fowl’!

A dangerous deluge is called?

‘Rain’ o’ terror. Grab a towel!

How’s Santa work in thunderstorms?

He has a ‘rain’deer team,

What’s a wet bear called, you know?

A ‘drizzly’ bear, it seems.

What’s worse than raining buckets? Well,

It’s ‘hailing taxis’. Yes.

And what do you call a month of rain?

Umm…England, I would guess.

Said one drop to his buddy:

Two’s comp’ny, three's a cloud,

Before it starts raining candy, well,

It ‘sprinkles’. Bet it’s loud.

What goes up when rain comes down?

A parasol. Oh, brother!

How do lightning bolts flirt—Ha!

They electro-cute each other.

In Seattle, two straight days of rain?

A weekend. (What a flop!)

One drop to the other? My plop’s

Bigger than your plop.

I’ll not inflict you further, friends,

(My grandkids thought these fun,)

Before I start some more

I think you all had better run!

Mondays do get knocked a lot,

With poetry, we all besought,

To try to make the week begin

With pleasant thoughts--perhaps a grin?

So all of us together, we,

Have posted poems for you to see.

Now go and see what they have done

I'm sure it will be lots of fun!

Jenny

Delores

MotherOwl

Mimi

And now you've seen what we have brought . . .

Did we help?

Or did we not?