There I was today. Minding my own business.
Clickity clackity-ing at work when suddenly, without warning, intense rain began to beat down onto our walls and booming thunder exploded in unison.
I looked over my shoulder in surprise but shrugged it off, crazy bursts of rain is not quite uncommon here.
Then came the hail and when I realized I couldn't turn my head around anymore without physically turning my body, I remembered that hail is not as common here.
In honor of the momentous (literally...it lasted a minute?) hail, I decided to bless your eyes with a poem:
*try to imagine it as a song for better effect.
Hail, hail, you rhyme with Dale-
You surprise me without fail.
You woke the old man snoring,
You make the night a little less boring
But please, don't dent my car-
If you do, I won't get very far.
Hail, hail, you rhyme with Hail-
If I could catch you in a pail-
It'd be fun,
You ain't always fun, hail.