Cloudy
My imaginations are dim,
my ingenuity is not seen,
My thoughts are blue,
That is why I've no clue,
What should I pen on?,
Thinking what to write for fun,
Maybe, write about a clock,
"No", or about a storm.
Hmm! the picture looks vague,
Should I look deeper or waive,
Can't get a perfect message,
From this unclear haulage.
Grtest Writes
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