As the little earth came into existence
It’s life started slowly, admiring the creations of god
One day earth complained like a little kid
The god residing in sky doesn’t give it enough attention
All the God does is look after its other creations
Hearing the little child Earth complaining
The God picked up its quiver
Sent out little silvery balloons
Drawing the bow released an arrow
Piercing the balloon, bringing down the rain
A language to communicate with the earth
Never was the earth so happy, drenched in lovely showers


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