It started out with a little dribble
Then the clouds above began to piddle
Off in the distance I heard a train
But the sound was then lost in pouring rains
And look what is doing to those in the plains
She blew her nose and started a funnel
All around those smart ran for a tunnel
Now someone in power is blaming it on global warming
If it is its giving the powers to be a warning
Every time Mother nature it seems has a cold
She blows things about and it's getting old
I think we should send up a rocket with Claritin
What we need is old sol to come out and begin to grin