Singing in the Rain

Eating and reading and playing some chess

Or cooking or drawing or cleaning a mess

All sound more fun than twirling around

In a downpour of rain while ignoring the sound

Of cracking lightning and rumbling thunder

And weathering the storm of the clouds I'd be under.

Seriously, why can't we sing inside

Where it's nice and dry; do you mind?

We'd hear each other much better

Without getting wetter

And choking on droplets of rain;

It just sounds like a pain.