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In Seattle town, where skies are gray,
Raindrops dance in a misty play,
They patter on rooftops, streets, and trees,
A rhythm that brings the city to ease.
A drizzle here, a downpour there,
Seattle's rain, it's everywhere,
A constant companion, a familiar friend,
Bringing freshness to each bend.
Umbrellas blooming like flowers in spring,
Rain boots and jackets, a staple thing,
Yet people smile as they walk along,
Embracing the rain's soothing song.
It paints the city in shades of green,
Glistening streets with a glossy sheen,
Reflecting lights in a shimmering glow,
Seattle's rain, a magical show.
It keeps the air pure, the gardens lush,
A treasure in the city's hush,
Seattle's rain, a charm so true,
A beauty that only a few can construe.
So let it rain in Seattle town,
For in its drops, a jewel is found,
A rhythm, a melody, a gentle refrain,
Seattle's rain, its unique domain.