Around the house I’m alayin’,
Twiddling my thumbs and awaitin’,
In what appears to be great vain,
For the cessation of the rain
To go walkies down the lane.
I live in Wales and we have been waiting since 1968 for it to stop raining. Sometimes it looks as if might have stopped, but its only a false hope as it starts again pretty soon afterwards. We do have lovely green grass though.