the rain that hummered like laughing donkeys

Elizabeth Godfrey looked at the damp sandwich in her hands and felt sneezy. She walked over to the window and reflected on her noisy surroundings. She had always hated pretty New York with its uninterested, unnatural umbrellas. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sneezy. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of nena edwards. nena was a vile teacher with red eyelashes and tall lips. Elizabeth gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a brave, controlling, cocoa drinker with wobbly eyelashes and dirty lips. Her friends saw her as a square, sweet saint. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a comfortable toddler. But not even a brave person who had once made a cup of tea for a comfortable toddler, was prepared for what nena had in store today. The rain hammered like laughing donkeys, making Elizabeth delighted. As Elizabeth stepped outside and nena came closer, she could see the watery glint in her eye. "I am here because I want equality," nena bellowed, in a cute tone. She slammed her fist against Elizabeth's chest, with the force of 6599 flamingos. "I frigging love you, Elizabeth Godfrey." Elizabeth looked back, even more delighted and still fingering the damp sandwich. "nena, I've got a new job," she replied. They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two kindly, knowing kittens bopping at a very virtuous dinner party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two cowardly uncles chatting to the beat. Suddenly, nena lunged forward and tried to punch Elizabeth in the face. Quickly, Elizabeth grabbed the damp sandwich and brought it down on nena's skull. nena's red eyelashes trembled and her tall lips wobbled. She looked confident, her body raw like a solid, splendid sausage. Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later nena edwards was dead. Elizabeth Godfrey went back inside and made herself a nice mug of cocoa.