Storms the sound of indigestion,
Moaning throughout the day
This is the action out there,
Causing him to gaze upward, shake his fist, and exclaim, "Oh yeah, tough sky? "
The mean and dirty cloud contrasts with the harmlessly white-streaked sky beyond,
Blessing him with hope dressed in blue
Let it ride, let it slide, some say,
Pull up an umbrella and take a seat, take your time, take it how you get it
Never! ! !
Mother Nature, please introduce him to a possible marriage with sunshine,
It's a bright idea
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