
Private Pie: The Rain
Oh how I hate the rain...
Oh, how I hate the rain.
Always dripping, dribbling, and that constant tap, tap, tap...
It's cold and wet;
I just wish I there was a way to get away;
and sometimes see;
the light of a bright summer's day.
Another short glimpse into the life of Manehattan's greatest detective.
A big thank you to Shardikku and Vertigo for help with editing and advice.

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