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The rain is drilling water in the knees of gutters
He's writing his essential syllable ÍÓ everywhere:  and:
playing his papaverous and boring song around and around
The rain adores forest:
because: Oh: Forest!
You can drip and drip there!! 
Oh: at least two - three meridians saturated by tigers: 
and fragrant garlands instead of Gothic

and of course that he goes to the nursery
for a baby-cappuccino: