Pitter, patter! Raindrops go
From the sky to down below
Anyone, friend or foe
Enveloped in silver snow.

Pitter, patter! Water drops
Music on the rooftops.
Journeys down the chimney tops
Flows surely and never stops.

Swoosh! Swoosh! It goes on farther
From the rooftop to street gutters
Into a hole that leads below
Mysterious, yet it leads back home.

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