Like spirit drummers trying for some fame.

The Mayday festival  is here  again
What have I  not done and who’s to blame?
Will this ensure we get torrential rain?

I like to hear the patter on the panes
Like spirit drummers trying for some fame.
Will this ensure we get torrential rain?

Hark , I hear the blunders of a crane
I lit the candle, broke the window frame.
Will this ensure we get torrential rain?

My face is looking gorgeous  with its planes
To think of my great beauty, I’m ashamed
Will shame ensure we get torrential rain?

When I marry I shall have a train
I love railway tracks and boy’s own games
Will this ensure we get torrential rain?

By compulsions and obsessions, I’ve been maimed
My soul is twisted and my mind is lame
The Mayday festival  is here  again
Will God ensure we get torrential rain?

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