Its raining. The sound feels as a million tambourines. They rock my ears inside out.
The rain is a seductive mistress. It moves and sounds like a princess. Its sweet lemonade for the soul.
Rain, so my plants grow.
Didn’t I tell ya? I planted a few in an unknown forrest in Narnia.
Also, don’t watch The Transformers while high, or you will run out of energon. A transformers joke. Ha ha. Not funny.