Pitter-patter, whisper storm.
Raindrops in my head.
As I sleep, it pitter-pats
and drips into my bed.
It drip drip drops and splashes
and rains for days, it seems.
Then splish splash sploosh; pretty soon
it's raining in my dreams.
I can not sleep. Can't even think-
'Till pitter-patter splish splash sploosh
it's leaking in my head