Rainy Day

I sit and drink my coffee,

I listen to the thunder;

The things I planned to do today,

may have to go asunder;

In pouring rain, is not the time,

you want to go outdoors;

All the mess that it will cause,

those wet and muddy floors;

Now, let me see, what can I do,

with time, to spend inside;

I'll wash the clothes and tidy up,

don't want to, I'll confide;

Clothes, they are a washing,

The bed, I've got it made;

Still want to do the things outside,

In bed, I wish I'd stayed;

I may just have to take the chance,

of getting myself soaked;

A little rain, never hurt no one,

No one has ever croaked;

I'll get up and I'll get dressed,

The rain, I hope, will stop soon;

If I get drenched, Oh, so what,

I'll be the creature from the black lagoon;

So, till next time, as I always say,

New things, will be on my mind;

I'll express them to you,

as best I can, with words, I like to find.