It's raining again.

My sister's away and she's got no umbrella.

The morning was nice,

And it seemed the day would be hot.

I've got lots to do,

But it seems that despite the importance

I just don't care,

Although I know that I should.

My thoughts are away,

As well as my brain - they are just out there,

And will hardly be back
In the nearest hour or two.