When Rain Is Unwelcome
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The cloud at the horizon
Hung dark; an over laden
Piece of sponge precariously
Holding the water on earth
The pavement hawkers
Looked askance at the sky
Carefully counting the paltry change
Hidden under the tattered cloth...
No, it did not rain
No, it did not rain
The pavement sighed in relief!
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