(side of the house, view from lounge room window)
(next door's backyard, view from my bedroom window)"It's raining! It's pouring!
The old man is snoring.
He went to bed
and he bumped his head
and he didn't get up in the morning."
(Yikes! the poor old man.)
My sister and I used to sing this nursery rhyme when we were little.
It is definitely wet today! Lucky the house is on stilts.
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