Synopsis

Little Rain When I was making myself a game Up in the garden, a little rain came. It fell down quick in a sort of rush, And I crawled back under the snowball bush. I could hear the big drops hit the ground And see little puddles of dust fly round. A chicken came till the rain was gone; He had just a very few feathers on. He shivered a little under his skin, And then he shut his eyeballs in. Even after the rain had begun to hush