The last of the blue sky is covered
By the advancing grey
The dry ground devoid of rain spots
Endless days that fade away
Some people would mope and moan
At such blessed bad luck
While some couples would read exotic verse
And say fuck, fuck, oh bless me fuck
They of course are the irreverent
Should they not be out fighting wars
Our society, ever so so benevolent
To have so so many open doors
Would you really arrive at these shores
Under grey sky and raindrop
Would you travel from a fairer clime
Unless your time was about to stop
Even then
Just to share this endless day
And only by an inch alive
Yet you celebrate as you say "lay lady, lay"
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