The Retired Bloke

Running in the Rain

It’s a pain

My Mrs

Won’t run in the rain

Chances of a shower

Won’t step out

Nothing in my power

Will get her moving

Even when 

Her hair needs doing

Maybe she thinks

A bit of water

And she shrinks

Frankly I’m frustrated

When I run in the rain

I feel alive full of life, elated

I’m going to get her out

Even if it kills me

Can’t wait for the drought!

 

Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, being in the rain at any time is fine - skin is waterproof.

  • orchidee

    That you in that pic RB? Looks like one of my brothers! You running now?!

    • The Retired Bloke

      Yes...my Mrs is in the background looking like Rocky!



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