It was a marathon innings
The rain was going great guns
And, at stumps heâ€™ was not out
The sun was at his witsâ€™ endâ€¦
Bumper, Beamer, Yorker
And all other weapons in his arsenal
Produced no result. The rain hit themâ€¦
All over the park
And, the umpires were busy
Signalling fours and sixes
Or nodding their heads to say â€œNot outâ€
To half-hearted appeals from the Sun
On a couple of occasions the rain was nearly trapped
And the crowd saw sunâ€™s smiling face
But that was all.
â€œThe rain is on his Home groundâ€
said a commentator. â€œYeah, He is the hero.
On a wet pitchâ€ said the other.
â€œAnd, the sun is a zeroâ€ said they
in a subdued voice, rather jokingly.