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Rain rain go away, I heard the little children sing.
The exclaims of distressed market women,
Trying to protect their wares.
And as soon as lightning strikes to go out no one dares.
I could hear the pitter patter of rain on the rooftops.
I preferred it fell in torrents rather than in drops.
There is something wonderful about the rain,
So wonderful I can hardly explain.
It brings about warmth and solace,
Making me wish it would rain always.
To some it was a curse,
To many it was a blessing.
While farmers anticipated the cold rainy season,
It ruined the labour of so many,
And leaves them with not a single kobo.
There’s something peaceful about the rain,
I want it to rain again.
Written by Temidayo Bamidele and Korede
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Aww❤️❤️..I love this…keep d good work
Ok good one kids
Beautiful
Beautiful one guys