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Red Raincoat Rap by Sharon Hammad

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I’m a smart and stylish raincoat

Ruby red with stripes inside.

I’ve many secret pockets where

Your precious things can hide.

I’ve lots of zippers, long and short,

And studs that pop and click.

My velcro makes you tug-of-war,

So strongly does it stick.

My hood fits snugly round your face–

Just pull the drawstring please.

You won’t get cold if you pick me:

I block the stiffest breeze.

Oh no, don’t bother with the blue,

Its colour is quite pale.

And do you think those buttons

Would withstand a howling gale?

Besides the fun you’ll have with me,

I’ll keep you warm and dry.

You’ll have to search the UNIVERSE

To find a better buy.

Oh well, it seems it’s not my day.

Your mum is hardly keen.

She says blue coat might be the nicest

One she’s ever seen.

Then, suddenly, you shake your head

Insisting I’m for you,

And soon we’re heading out the door…

You, me and blue coat too!

Photo by Vecteezy

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Mud

 

The sea gulls are in from the beaches,

Wheeling above the roof tops —

(Kiirr, kiirr, skreeik!

Such lovely voices they have) — or

On the grass in the park,

Like a flock of well-behaved cockies;

A brightly white grazing bird mass.

 

The gulls are in from the beaches.

Soon we’ll have some proper inclement weather;

Skies of storm-cloud, wind and rain howling, and

Perhaps if we are good,

LIGHTNING!

Enjoyable, memorable, coming with thunder,

Blustering unchallenged to skies east in elsewhere.

 

Soon it will be back to ordinary,

Water retreating to safety ‘neath lush green grass,

Or spread all wet and puddly on asphalt.

(What a way to go!)

Weather must be really bad to be really good.

I hate cold wet miserable gray glum old days to gloom, and

I hate mud, but

Squiddily, iddily, uddily, squd

Sometimes there are no times like those spent in mud,

But you need a steam-cleaning to be human again,

And a steam-cleaning’s fun;

So bring on the rain!

Bridh Hancock