Children cry as the flood creeps upon you
You come to a loss as what to do
You prayed for the rain that'll not stop
Hey, It's time to call a raindrop cop
The waters are high, Is the end nigh
More and more from fear children cry
Now a true country boy, I want not to gloat
Would simply pull out, his fishing boat
Grab his poles, Grab some bait
For a great day to fish is never to late
Now if he doesn't snag his line
He'll not have to drop his bottle of wine
Now I know my poem may confuse you
Be well understood by a select few
Until you've a flood creeping upon you
Realize you're caught in Mulligans stew
Learn how your to keep life staunch
Seeing you can't sit back and watch
In these hard times you need be strong
Keep the Faith and you'll never go wrong.
JJSweets 15Sept19 06:50hrs
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