Raindrops Dancing on My Nose

Raindrops, raindrops, pitter-patter,

Tiny dancers on my matter.

Down my cheeks they take a slide,

Giggling whispers, side by side.

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Across my nose, a ticklish race,

Leaving trails upon my face.

On my chin, a puddle grows,

Catching rainbows in its nose.

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Tongue peeks out, a curious sip,

Sunshine sweetness on my lip.

Raindrops dance, a joyful spree,

Washing worries out of me.

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So let them fall and let them sing,

Raindrops, laughter, on the wing.

For in their splash, a world takes flight,

Where puddles hold the sun's warm light.

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