Ombrophobia

I actually like rain quite a lot, especially heavy rain. I even like driving in the rain at night. So this poem really isn't about my experience! The rhyme is deliberately repetitive and for some reason the whole poem reminds me of something from Edgar Allen Poe...

BTW: Ombrophobia =  the fear of rain.

Ombrophobia

The rain, the rain
it pours and pours,
it hammers on the iron roof
it hammers on the door,
Until its liquid hammering
fills my entire brain
and all that I can think of is
the rain, the rain, the rain

The rain, the rain
it falls and falls;
at first I was uneasy
but now I am appalled.
Incessantly as it drives down
it's driving me insane;
precipitating madness is
the rain, the rain, the rain

The rain, the rain
it eases now,
the sun dries streets
that golden towel
but I feel pangs of mortal fear
I'll hear that beat again
Deranged, I dread the drumming of
the rain, the rain, the rain!