No rain, just sun, we all will play.
A job will fall down from the sky;
I'll find some gold while eating fries.
The kids will sleep all through the night.
I'll wake refreshed at day's first light.
Our neighbors will invite us over,
They'll cook us steak; we'll get leftovers.
The trees will bud; the birds will sing.
We'll have fresh honey without one sting.
Twelve cards of love will be in the mail,
Good news all day, we'll feel quite swell.
My warts will vanish and nails will shine,
Our city water will turn to wine.
My teams will win, my teeth turn white,
A breeze will blow; we'll fly a kite.
I'll write a song and publish a story,
Become a rock star filled with fame and glory.
Stocks will rise, gas prices fall,TOMORROW IS CANCELLED? Well, blast it all!
