The Rain in Spain
The Brain does Drain
The monsoons
They arrived to soon
The weathers freaky
Roofs are all leaky
Umbrellas full of colour spring up
Ducks and geese chase away the pups
Hot Tea and Coffee
Children sucking on Toffee

A single track mind
A soul so gentle and kind
Lived life as if on a rail
Keeping a balance oh so frail
Not easy to lose
He's the one without shoes
Hurdles crossed now
Only to be held up by a cow
Cleared a stage
Only to realise life is missing a page

A game
Some fame
A dame
Someone to maim

Lost track
Decided to give it a crack
Wasted time
Wasted many a dime
Bad timing
I'll stick with rhyming