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The Sky Plays with the Earth
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Poetenry: Ten-Line-Poems
Like one child wets another,
Using a mug full of water,
The sky seems to do the same,
Pouring water in the form of rain, its name.
Not around the year the sky does such,
Only at times it gets naughty much,
The trees do enjoy the rain,
So do the little children, again and again.
The earth is never angry with the sky though,
Since it does love rain much so.
