A man in a coat

Poured whisky into a glass

Trapped in by the rain


The bar was crowded

All around him people talked

Hunched over his drink


He glanced to his right

The rain pounded the window

He refilled his drink


The barman knew him

He lets him keep the bottle

Only when it rains


The rain keeps him in

So he drowns himself in booze

The sun dries him out


The rain keeps, he stands

Leaves fifteen quid and a tip

Walks between the rain

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