A Dry Weather Shower

Did you ever live in Kansas along in summer time
When thermometers commence to jump instead of slowly

climb?

A cloud would show up in the south and cover half

the sky;

We'd gamble it would surely rain, we'd think it was

no lie.

We'd hustle in the new mown hay, we'd roll the rain

barrel out,

And tubs we'd gather from the shed to place beneath

the spout;

We'd gather in our new hatched chicks for fear that

they might drown;

And when we'd finished we would wait to watch the

rain come down.

The wind would come in fitful gusts, our windows then

we'd close,

And Ma would holler to us kids "Come in, you'll wet

your clothes."

And then we'd stand and wait for it to splash against

the pane;

It was a regular Kansas shower without one drop of

rain.