Not wisp of cloud yet heavy storms are on the way.
Here they are coming, piling in, grouping up.
Bringing dumping loads of water upon us.
Here heavy measurable will fall.
Bumping into each others
A clobbering of down-pouring.
Duck alert china ride
Ka-bunga.
Blam dumps the drops.
POW-pow into drips and a fine mist.
Downfall, umbrellas out.
A pack of rain. No lie. No doubt.
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