Bloody hell, its raining again, I'm swimming
in liquid H20,,,,,,dont you know,

If I pray dear Lord, will you take it away
just give me a minute, while I think
what to say,

Dear Lord, I know your short staffed,
and I have a daughter, she'll join
the nuns if you alleviate this water,

I'll even go further, without connations,
I'll canvess me family, and sign
up me relations,

I'll donate my last penny to any charity
you choose, I'd be happy with nought,
if you just send me a drought,
Lord, my faith in you it will restore
now, about this downpour,

I know its life giving, I won't argue
that fact, but wading through floods
of it, is leaving me jacked,

Its times like this Lord, I get under
the weather, if I saw sun,
you'd knock me down with
a feather,

Look Lord, there's deserts out there
need it more than I do, cant you
just spread it around, and I'll steer
clear of you know who,

Lord, I'm sorry I said hell, honest
I am,, but there must be somebody
somwhere building a damm dam,
Can you drop it to them, with
my regards, and if you over supply,
well,, I'll send sympathy cards,

Now, if you can't do it, or grant my
request, can you listen to plan b
its probably the best,

Lord, I can't swim, Lord, I can't
even float, will you appear to me
with the plans for a boat?

.
Amen.

Oh, and Lord, there's just one more
thing, it was only the once
not really a fling,
I'm sorry about
Mrs Simpson the other day,
I couldn't resist when I saw
her husband going away.


Amen again.