The Poems That Wrote Themselves Part 2

Picnic In The Rain

Remember that picnic we had in he rain
in that big park just down the lane
when the wind went wild like a hurricane
and your crisps got washed down the drain
and the cake got wet but we didn't complain?

Remember we were there with Ben and Wayne
and Jack and Rose and her mate Jane
who wrapped her butties in cellophane
then went and left them on the train
oh, she's such a scatterbrain

Remember we pretended to drink champagne
like we were flying somewhere on a plane
maybe to a sunny beach in Spain
and the raindrops dripped and drove us insane
in that big park just down the lane

Do you remember that picnic we had in the rain?