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THERE'S A STORM BREWING

By Tilly-Rose Snowball

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If I cast a spell and made it rain,

Even if it hadn’t rained for days, 

Even if it helped the flowers grow,

And all the seeds we’d sown

Sprout and bear us fruit;

Even if it gave the trees a drink

And painted all their leaves a few shades greener,

Jollied little ducks and kids in welly boots,

Thrilled with puddles,

In splattered waterproofs 

Which no amount of washing would get cleaner;

Even if it kept us close together,

Allowed us time to think,

To sit and read and talk and mumble,

Plan holidays, eat homemade crumble -

If I magicked up the weather,

Conjured water from the sky,

Would you hate that I could do it

And leave me out to dry? 


 
 

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