I liked the poem Jean Fox wrote about rain,
it surely gives us no reason to complain,
except in Western Washington State,
there's much about rain I could debate.

When all ya get is rain forever,
it makes you wonder 'bout the weather.
A little sunshine once in awhile,
wanes the rustiness in my smile.

Now I'll be the first one to admit,
that rain we need to keep us fit.
If spread around it would be great,
instead of drowning just one state.

But one thing worse than rain lives here.
This pest gets worse from year to year.
With rain my flowers grow and span,
until slimy SLUGS, eat all they can.

To bad the rain won't keep them away,
they just keep coming back every day.
Now I've lost ALL love for "some" life,
and sprinkle, with salt or stab with knife.

I try to protect my beautiful flowers,
from the DREADFUL slug, not the showers.
I'll take the rainfall, rust and all,
if ALL slugs would DIE before this fall!

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