A cloud which was designed for rain <br />was home to drops (that should be plain) . <br />The forecast had announced some showers <br />thus, in the early morning hours <br />the signal came from higher up <br />that all the drops jump off the top. <br /> <br />Two oval shaped good looking drops <br />took off their speedos and their tops <br />and slowly went up to the edge <br />when one of them said 'I do pledge <br />to never misbehave again', <br />the other answered 'count to ten.' <br /> <br />They were afraid, that much is clear <br />and looking down increased their fear. <br />God long ago had stipulated <br />that drops had to be marked and dated <br />so that the world would get its rain <br />because a drought is such a pain. <br /> <br />Well you can guess what happened then <br />they jumped right at the count of ten. <br />So many others chicken out <br />that's why Australia has a drought.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drought-in-australia-2/
