Bob: Pit pitter pat

Pit pitter pat

Pit pitter pat

Pit pitter pat

I love when it rains

It's thrilling

When it's spilling

And just filling

The drains

When dear Mother Nature's showers

Fall from space

Well every lazy daisy

Stops

To wash

It's face!



That

Pit patter

That

Pit patter

Is so welcome

You know

Those hours

When it showers

It helps the flowers

Grow



I'm not one of those

Who sits around

And complains

I love it

I just love

When it rains



Oscar: Hey Bob? I like when it rains too!



Bob: Really Oscar?



Oscar: Pit

Pitter pat

Pit

Pitter pat

I like when it pours!



Winds whipping

And hats ripping

And folks slipping

Outdoors

Love to muddle

Thru a puddle

Skip

And run



Bob: Oh Oscar!



Oscar: In a trash can

Or an ash can

Life is fun



Bob: That pit patter

That pit patter

Will cause flowers to bud



Oscar: But mainly

And quite plainly

It makes a lot of mud!

(snickers)



Bob: I'm not one of those

Who sits around

And complains



Oscar (at the same time): Even though I

Easily complain



Bob: I love it



Oscar: I just love..



Both: When it raaaains!



Oscar: I hope it never stops!



Bob: So do I Oscar



Oscar: We agree?



Bob: Of course we do!



Oscar: Oh egad uhhhhhhhhh!