Bob: Pit pitter pat
Pit pitter pat
Pit pitter pat
Pit pitter pat
I love when it rains
It's thrilling
When it's spilling
And just filling
The drains
When dear Mother Nature's showers
Fall from space
Well every lazy daisy
Stops
To wash
It's face!
That
Pit patter
That
Pit patter
Is so welcome
You know
Those hours
When it showers
It helps the flowers
Grow
I'm not one of those
Who sits around
And complains
I love it
I just love
When it rains
Oscar: Hey Bob? I like when it rains too!
Bob: Really Oscar?
Oscar: Pit
Pitter pat
Pit
Pitter pat
I like when it pours!
Winds whipping
And hats ripping
And folks slipping
Outdoors
Love to muddle
Thru a puddle
Skip
And run
Bob: Oh Oscar!
Oscar: In a trash can
Or an ash can
Life is fun
Bob: That pit patter
That pit patter
Will cause flowers to bud
Oscar: But mainly
And quite plainly
It makes a lot of mud!
(snickers)
Bob: I'm not one of those
Who sits around
And complains
Oscar (at the same time): Even though I
Easily complain