In sympathy with those bailing out today...

Here are the words to a song I made up last year in sympathy with flood victims. Sadly, those words seems to apply again today. 



Floods are a pain!

We're used to bad weather.
We're used to the rain. 
We're British: we bear it - we barely complain,
but floods, floods, floods are a pain!

Showers are fine.
Storms we don't mind.
We don't need the sun to shine,
but floods, floods -
at floods we draw the line!

Mud round the TV, the settee, the chair,
the cooker, fridge, freezer - everywhere!
Door-to-door, floor-to-floor, up the stair,
a flood of raw sewage, doom, despair!

We're used to bad weather.
We're used to the rain.
We're British: we bear it - we barely complain,
but floods, floods, floods...
are a PAIN!



Please note: I don't mean that we bear the weather because we're British, per se, but simply because we're all too used to our mind-numbingly miserable weather.

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