RAIN BLUES
I’m feeling down, I’m feeling blue,
I don’t know what on earth to do.
It’s been pouring it down with rain for weeks,
My poor old bones do nowt but creak.
If I don’t see some sunshine soon
To lighten up my winters gloom.
Then I’ll emigrate to sunnier Spain,
To get away from this bloody rain.
By
Alfred Weston
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