Sunday, June 24, 2012

A Pleasant Poem, But Really Bad

Apparently there's a silver lining in every cloud
Well, I've got a rainstorm beside me, what will it be?
I feel like smiling out loud
Please tell me happiness doesn't come with a fee

You've made me weak in batik, and I'm glad
Good times are willing to be had
So please be a tad of a lad
And just promise to wash away anything sad

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