Splish splash splosh
Got me saying 'Oh F*k'
When my brand white jeans
Got browned up in muck
I had to discard
My umberella when
In those wily winds
It got inverted again
Just as I got to the station
To my vast amount of irritation
The moisture had taken all the friction
Landing me flat on my back portion
Just then I had had enough
So i took my cell to call my car
Only the rain had flooded phone lines
So i had to take the train to Bandra
In the train I got wet again
Due to a dripping windcheater
Shivering with the cold
My teeth began to clatter
Relief came with my station
But alas it was too soon
My eye nearly got poked out
By an umberella of maroon
The drenched seats of the bus
Forced me to finally accept
When travelling in the rains
You get and you stay very wet
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