I must be blind?

by robert greener   Jun 25, 2007


The rain comes and the people moan. The rain falls and the people groan. The rain continues and it starts to effect there speech. It continues to fall and now there just in a mumble all coherent speech gone.!

Bloody rain.
Its awful out.
Bloody weather.
The moaning mantra goes, all other speech abandoned for the foreseeable.

The rain fall's and starts to cripple people!. The rain fall's and people can not walk outside. The rain can not be walked in we better stay indoors.

No monsoon here just drizzle by comparison.

Yet it has crippled all the people of the fair isle of england.

They have lost there speech and there ability to walk outside.

Oh rain Oh rain keep falling.

Oh rain keep falling till you make these people blind.
Make them so blind rain.
Make them as blind as me rain.
Once they are as blind as me they can see how that awful rain washes this country clean. They can see how this bloody rain feeds this country.

Oh rain fall so hard that they can see the plants and trees raise up in worship of the bloody rain.

Make them so blind that they can see all the way to Africa and Asia where they can see the 3.5 billion people without access to clean water who would love some bloody awful rain.

Oh rain make them Blind.

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