Rainy Day
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Lauren Hays, Grade 5
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Poetry
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2010
Grey sky,
the birds won't fly.
It sprinkles, then pours
out of doors.
Wet houses,
so you'd better wear
trousers!
Boring as can be,
except for me.
Because I read books,
the world isn't as grey as it looks.
By the end of the day, everyone will say:
"Tomorow can we go out and play?"