In former times
the wind ran
always only on socks
over the sky
round the earth -
now carries for it shoes
sometimes boots,
Low shoes or
also sandals.
On his last
Travel - however,
thus he comes
a lot around,
he only becomes
violent and wrong
after painting the sky strong
and after havin´heavy windy meals
and is flabbergasted,
if he put the 7 miles boots on,
otherwise - then he needs that
rock´n strong!
All socks reproached
© Floy Dy Ra,07/07/2015
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How modern man has ravaged the earth so badly that even the wind has to wear boots to travel across it. Thank you for an interesting idea.