Geronimo
While they have been eating
The rain has started falling,
Gradually gathering in strength.
What began a drizzle
Has now become torrential,
And doesn't look like coming to an end.
The two bedraggled figures
That huddle in the doorway
With nothing vaguely waterproof to wear
Are now secretly wishing
They'd listened to their mothers
When being told to always be prepared.
Screaming
"Geronimo!",
They run for it, down the road.
With an arm around her waist,
He leads her to a place
He knows.
Soaked through, but happy,
They squelch up to the landing;
The room before them
Makes a welcome sight.
The coal fire is throwing
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