The Mad rain-vain Poem (Fun Rhyme)

A drop dropped-topped made me stopped,

With prickling-trickling rain without freckling,

In a zig-zag – zo path without No,

Wandering inside ohh---hoo pain so slow,

The drizzle – dazzle at times bedazzle,

Mumbling- tumbling the goal is jumbling,

In the amazement of shining – mining and dining,

I forget my- oh- my in one clear sigh,

It was hanky- panky yet cranky,

Touching me deep – steep no weep,

I was dancing in rain-vain without strain,

On a feel which was happy-nappy and clappy.

Drizzle was dancing-prancing without glancing,

And I was so wet- set and ready to bet,

Dissolved in fun-shun and absolute run,

I enjoyed every time-rhyme of that wetted chime.