Sunday, March 1, 2009
pits and pats
Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. Pitter. Patter. Pitter. Patter. Pitter patter. Pitter patter. Pitter patter pitter patter. Pitter pitter patter patter. Pittery pattery. Pitters and patters. Pit pat. Pit pat. I love rain. I love heavy rain. I love heavy rain with thunder and lightning. I adore heavy rain with thunder and lightning that makes me unable to see anything but want to run out and lose myself in the sky's tears. One day I will sing and dance in the falling rain. It's a p r o m i s e .
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