A wee bit dropsy

Rain drops, rain drops,

Is this yet another clichéd pome?

As they fall, unlike them apple drops,

Some just look like metal dots of chrome.

They chill too and give you a big coffee bill,

Hot syrup at that, Chocolate beat em too.

Me mom shout very shrill,

When in rain, I may get the flu?

Drippity drop, droppety drip,

Woke up this morning,

Saw the rain, so much! Lets go ship!

Let me write a clichéd pome rhyming.

I'm a wee bit dropsy, droopsy,

Whats it to you? I asksy,

You are to say that you caresy,

I'm just a wee bit dropsy.