See the pretty rain drops Twinkle in the air; Trickle down the window pane Glitter in the grassy lane; Sparkling everywhere!
They are tears of Rain-Sprites Laughing till they cry! Merry little fairy folks Full of kindly pranks and jokes As they rustle by
Now they splash the wee birds In their maple bower, Now they drench the flying curls Of the berry hunting girls Running from the shower!
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