By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
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Use the first words of the poem from Kunjal called ‘Rain,’ which have to appear at the end of each line with no more than sixteen lines.
“His first rain, from a little scrawny window, droplets pattering and dew forming,”
The thunderstorm raged around his
parasol, yet not a single first
touch of wet frigid rain
fell on his umbrella received from
someone extraordinarily special if a
tad timid in his bearing and a little
self-conscious about his scrawny
body, which is a groovy window
to the gents soul. Unseen droplets
flow from the umbrella pattering
away from his feet, his arms and
his entire body, pools of dew
from his walk become rivers forming
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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