Rain, rain, go away
You have ruined my happy day
You killed the sun's bright ray
And so, I must solemnly say:

Despite being so common in April and May
The rain, especially near the Chesapeake Bay
Makes the sky depressingly gray
It cancels fun stuff like outdoor ballet!

I wish I could make the rain pay
I wish I could cause it huge dismay
I wish I could kill it in a great display
Most people would think it was okay

But can I do this?  Nay!
And so, it will continue to ruin games of croquet
It prevents the writing of an outdoor essay
It requires the use of excessive hairspray

And so, we will continue to suffer from spray
Of cars in a hurry to go on their way
And sadly, we cannot fly away
To a rain free place like the town of Green Bay
Or maybe New Mexico, like Santa Fe
Internationally, there's the awesome Bombay

Rain is the downside of the USA
And while it is so easy to say:
"Rain, rain, go away"
It never seems to ever obey
Or even cause the slightest delay
But do not give up, don't be led astray
Eventually the clouds will pull away
And then, let the celebrations be gay*!
And so, let the masses shout "Hurray!"
And crowds will reply, "Yay!"

*Happy