A Ramble in the Rain

A ramble through various songs, nursery rhyme, poems, movies, and a story for children. How many can you spot?

A Ramble in the Rain

I wandered lonely as a cloud,
But was Wordsworth so endowed,
With rainfall, such as we have seen?
At least it makes the plants so green!
But looking out at raindrops falling,
I though I’ll ramble in this telling,
So here’s some thoughts for the wet,
Sunshine will return, never fret;
I begin: They say rain, rain, go away,
And come again another day;
But so sadly this is not the case,
Now time to dry in caucus race,
Said the Dodo once to little Alice,
Before her trip to Buckingham Palace;
Pity the soldiers in bearskin caps,
If waterlogged they might collapse;
Changing guards in pavement puddle
Could get into a terrible muddle
But not as bad as Doctor Foster
A physician who went to Gloucester
Could you step in a puddle up to your middle,
Or is that a tall tale, or kind of riddle?
I think it was probably a deep pothole,
When out in the rain, he went for a stroll,
And ended with trousers full of mud!
But if rain you want, try Noah’s flood,
When it rained and rained so very long,
That Sacha Distell made of it a song,
About raindrops falling upon his head,
And caught a cold, and ended dead;
The Ten Acre wood turned into a lake:
That’s what happens, rain with no break;
Poor Piglet was nearly swept away,
But Winnie the Pooh saved the day;
Hurrah for a bear of very little brain:
Now out we go, I’m singing in the rain!