Pitter patter
The drops fall hard
Onto the metal backs
Ringing loud and clear
Breaking the silence of night
And piercing the ears of those below
Smash smash
The drops hit hard
Shattering the calming night
Wrecking the sleep that once was
Opening eyes where they hit
Being cursed all the while
Crash crash
As the drops begin to splatter
Like bombs from above they fall
Like glass orbs they break
Onto the metal backs they hit
Shattering the calming night

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