It all started as a small tiff; it began with a drizzle but turned into a heavy downpour.
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It all started with a small tiff
Between me and my wife,
Just because I sniffed at
A small saving that her lovely mother left,
To start with it was dark and cloudy,
Then she began it with a drizzling
Followed by a heavy thunder,
Though I was ready to meekly surrender,
She tore my white flag asunder,
Heavily she began raining,
With a heavy downpour,
Making the entire house inundated,
I got fully drenched,
I had no one else to help,
To bail me out from the flood,
Nor I could swim across it ahead,
How long the rain would go on,
No one was there to forecast on,
My sufferings went all day long,
At last the night came on,
Though my eyes were closing on,
My ears were still wide open,
I could still hear something going on,
It was just raining on and on!
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