Let it rain!
          Who cares?
          I've a train
          Upstairs,
          With a brake
          Which I make
          From a string
          Sort of thing,
          Which works
          In jerks,
          'Cos it drops
          In the spring,    





          Which stops
          With the String,
          And the wheels
          All stick
          So quick
          That it feels
          Like a thing
          That you make
          With a brake,
          Not string....

          So that's what I make,
          When the day's all wet.
          It's a good sort of brake
          But it hasn't worked yet.