No moisture, Not a drop, Not a splash, No mud puddles, Here’s one of my.few Spanish words, My oldest nephew use to say, Robert John Cook, ‘Nada!’ Tonight, November twentieth its raining, Softly, Calmly, Not a drizzle, simply a pitter patter,
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Val Whitewolf 