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Since it's finally raining outside, I am taking the opportunity to dissect the wee song (is it a poem?) about raining.
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Which old man is this? Is it God? If it is God, should he be sleeping? Aren't there more important things he should be doing?
He went to bed, and bumped his head
How did he bump his head whilst in bed? On the headboard? Was this old man having sex?
And couldn't get up in the morning.
Is he sore from all the sex? Or maybe he's hungover?
You see ladies and gentleladies, I do not think this is a song we should be teaching our young'uns. A song that seems pleasant enough, could actually be about an old man having sex (not that there's anything wrong with that).
Thank you, and Good Night.
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Which old man is this? Is it God? If it is God, should he be sleeping? Aren't there more important things he should be doing?
He went to bed, and bumped his head
How did he bump his head whilst in bed? On the headboard? Was this old man having sex?
And couldn't get up in the morning.
Is he sore from all the sex? Or maybe he's hungover?
You see ladies and gentleladies, I do not think this is a song we should be teaching our young'uns. A song that seems pleasant enough, could actually be about an old man having sex (not that there's anything wrong with that).
Thank you, and Good Night.