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Rh Who clean the house-top gutters out, And always tumble down the spout.

But, on the clouds that brought this rain, A host of Raindrops still remain. They stay there with their goods until The cloud lands on a lofty hill; Then stepping calmly off, they start To carry out their special part. They hunt up with their clever eyes The springs where s and brooklets rise, And keep them clear and well filled up With water from their magic cup. They follow these little rills and brooks Through open fields and shady nooks; Then down the rivers wend their way, To harbor, gulf, or open bay, Until at last, bright, gay, and free, They reach the mighty boundless sea. The Drops who’ve worked on roofs and trees. Before long join themselves with these, And send word that their work is done To the King of the Fairy World, the Sun, Who sends his chariots from the skies; And up in the air these Raindrops rise To a cloud as white as the ocean’s foam, Which, pushed by the Wind-God, takes them home.