A Scared Teardrop:

I am A Scared Raindrop
And I am soaking wet,
From my top to my bottom
I am as wet as I can get.

I am teardrop in size
Just a small little thing,
Like a dripping faucet
I will crash with a ping.

My nerves are so bad
And my eyesight is fair,
So I can see it coming
When I bust in thin air.

As I hold on real tight
And hope for the best,
I hope I fall in a pool
When I do come to rest.

So I can join my buddies
In the deep blue sea,
Where I'll live out my days
In the land of the free.

I live in the best country
I don't care what you say,
Cause I can do what I want
And I can have it my way.

I can run in the streets
I can splash in the rain,
Wash your big dirty car
Or spin down the drain.

And yes I do like flowers
I will drop in now and then,
Cause they stay so thirsty
And they are my friends.

I don't like them shingles
And I don't like cement,
It's nothing like a pool
Or those big circus tents.

Well its time for me to go
So I guess that this is it,
I wonder where I will land
Or just what I might hit.

It only takes but a second
And the water slide is over,
Just a poor little raindrop
Looking over his shoulder.

For the ground will soak me up
And then I will be through,
I am no longer a raindrop
Like I had first told you.

Since I have stopped falling
And that's what raindrops do,
So what will become of me
Because I don't have a clue.

For I am not a raindrop
No I am not that anymore,
I just became a mud spot
On somebody's clean floor.