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Cute Little Drops of Monsoon Rain
O ye, cute little drops of monsoon rain,
Who sends thee down from up again?
Why thee race down like a bullet train,
To kiss the passing winds, all in vain?
What made thee come down once again,
Like a non stop advertising campaign?
O ye, cute little drops of monsoon rain,
Perhaps I guess, I should not complain.
Thy have quenched the thirst of planes,
Thus filled up the potholes once again.
The leaves are tuning melodies to attain,
Green grasses are dancing on the by-lane.
O ye, cute little drops of monsoon rain,
For thee, the land emits so sweet smell.
You are the inciter of such a magic spell,
To bind the humans and nature in a gel.
Thy have been the fuel formative cell,
To rekindle us and mingle us very well.
O ye, cute little drops of monsoon rain,
Thee give us our timely food and grain.
Thee revolve the wheels of food chain,
So, I request thee to come once again.
Kiss the mountains, rivers and planes,
Never delay your journey ever again.
O ye, cute little drops of monsoon rain,
I know, thy would descend once again.
Thee have inspired authors and poets,
They depend on thee to write the best.
Thy may come from the east or west,
But please pay heed to my squint request.