Caught out in the Rain

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I was having a brilliant day,
till you told me to make my way
“Out you go!” you cheerfully chirped
And then I found, I’d been usurped

My favourite spot on the sofa/settee
had been taken by those darn budgies.
I was fine just watching, by window sill
and all was great – that was until

Great gloomy clouds they gathered ahead,
and I wanted in and off to my bed.
But birds they kept flying – and so you see
I’ve just got wet – as I waited for Tea.

And so I sit waiting, pawing at door
you wander why my face is as sad as before
My fur is all soggy – from the water in th’drain
Please don’t let me be caught out again!

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.