The old rags with which I clean the floors and
Tiaan his bike, are hanging on the clothesline;
thus rain doesn’t stop as the devil is watching
and always ordering demons with glee to keep
rain coming because he thinks I want them dry
in the sun - but actually I want to rinse the soap:
Too lazy to do that myself - Beelzebub knows
that my menfolk want to watch cricket tonight -
so he insists on more rain falling down - to flood
the cricket stadium nearby - while I’m overjoyed,
for ages I've looked forward to non-stop rain and
I’m enjoying it - so if I have to leave those rags
Inherited from my housekeeper on the line for a
long time to keep it raining, I shall as Beelzebub
normally orders the sun to come out after rainfall;
but I prefer a soft rain falling for seven nights &
seven days & I shall leave the rags on the line
indefinitely - it’s fun watching them get soaked
Hoping they’ll even be cleaner afterwards..
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