The liquidy water 

that pours down

from the sad, gray clouds.

The pitter-patter, pitter-patter

on my window tempts

me to go outside.

I slowly reach for the

door handle creeeeek

the door swings open

i go outside.

Ah. cold water

pours down my back.

it soaks my face and clothes.

ah-choo! whoops better

go inside, don't want

to catch a cold!