It rained an hour ago
Short and sharp
Now in its wake
The air is clean, fresh
Summers rich scent
Heavy in the evening air
And from the tree tops
Moving gently in the breeze
Undelivered rain drops fall
Like a maidens tears
I have a very unusual pet He’s a Madagascan Chameleon But he can’t change colour As he has a reptile dysfunction
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