Rain Rain come again,
Little Johny wants to play.
But now little Johny is singing,
That Rain Rain go away,
Little Johny wants to play.
Little Rain converted into
Great Rain fall and Flood.
Flood has taken away
Our crops,
Our castles
And our muddy houses.
Men become beggar on the earth.
So please,
Rain Rain go away,
Little Johny wants to play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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