Rain! Rain! Rain!
Throughout the day it’s rain,
There are so many pains,
And everything is in vain.

The dirty gutters are full,
So everywhere is waterpool.

Driving Car is a big pain,
As the engine is in vain.

Some People are afraid of walking,
As no snakes and insects are missing.

There legs are full in pain,
And their wet clothes in vain.

Poor hut people Can’t walk on road,
As the water is next to door.
They themselves are in pain,
and their hut is in vain.

Trees smash here and there,
At last some trees fell.
So trees are in pain,
Everything is in vain.

Rickshaws are pushed by the drivers,
Who may suffer from fever.
The drivers face economical pain,
So their money is in vain.

Rain! Rain!
There are so many pains,
And everything is in vain.