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When it's RAINING
When the
Minnesota
RAINS
Come
STOPPING
In a
Minnesota Minute
Every BIRD
And note for note
You hear
The
Forrest
Come ALIVE
And DRY
With
Chirping
Squawking
And
SINGING
In the AIR
Every
BIRD--SONG
Echoes
Through
The
FORREST,and
Can BE
So
HAPPILY
FOUND
But they Stay
Hidden and SAFE
For Sure, when the THUNDER
And
LIGHTENING
Especially with
HAIL
Is
D
O
W
N
POURING
On
GROUND
So
Every
BIRD
SOUND
Is Heard
As ALL--BIRDS
Are UP
ABOUT,
E-N-J-O-Y-I-N-G
FLYING
FREE
For all
With
DRY
F
U
N
When the RAIN
Is GONE
For now and
All
DONE
By John D JUNGERS
15---JUNE---2018
Minnesota
RAINS
Come
STOPPING
In a
Minnesota Minute
Every BIRD
And note for note
You hear
The
Forrest
Come ALIVE
And DRY
With
Chirping
Squawking
And
SINGING
In the AIR
Every
BIRD--SONG
Echoes
Through
The
FORREST,and
Can BE
So
HAPPILY
FOUND
But they Stay
Hidden and SAFE
For Sure, when the THUNDER
And
LIGHTENING
Especially with
HAIL
Is
D
O
W
N
POURING
On
GROUND
So
Every
BIRD
SOUND
Is Heard
As ALL--BIRDS
Are UP
ABOUT,
E-N-J-O-Y-I-N-G
FLYING
FREE
For all
With
DRY
F
U
N
When the RAIN
Is GONE
For now and
All
DONE
By John D JUNGERS
15---JUNE---2018
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When it`s RAINING
When it`s RAINING