But wrecking all their plans and hopes Soon it started to rain Making them trail their flip flops & clothes all muddy and wet.
Thank God, they just found a hunters' lodge An abandoned one ofcourse. They entered in, all uninvited Trailing small water drops all over the dusted floors.
Not just them, another guest too A stray cat , who trailed behind them Wrapping around their legs Out of the blue.
There was no time to waste. As soon as the pouring ends The leader marched ahead Others trailed just behind im.
They had already lost their trail So they head back to the city of Trail The empty handed males.
Well...well...well...., They could see their angry wives trails Even at a distance Beyond the rails .