Rain

'I don't 'old with grousin' about weather, Nor never did, that's flat: I jus' takes the good an' bad together An' lets it go at that: I jus' lumps it one sort with another, An' then you can't complain: But if there's one thing gets my goat more'n another,' Said Bill, 'it's rain.' 'There's somethin' about the way the sea wets you As a man can understand: There's somethin' about the way them green uns gets you As you can't 'elp feelin's grand; There's somethin' about getting' wet with salt water - Well, I guess I can't explain, But it seems to me as a feller didn't oughter Get wet with rain.' 'It gets inside your soul-an'-body lashin's, It trickles down your neck: It ketches you with little slops an' splashin's, It's hell on a teak deck: I've 'ad many a wet shirt in a Cape 'Orner When she's shipped it good an' green - But standin' in the rain at a street corner,' Said Bill, 'That's mean .' 'I don't 'old with kickin' about weather, It ain't no bloomin' good: I jus' takes the rough an' smooth together, Same's anybody would: I guess I've sampled most sorts, late an' early, O' fancy brands an' plain, But the only kind as gets my goat fairly,' Said Bill, 'It's rain.'