Inclement Weather, AgainI wish I were a bird today;The wind would not get in my way.I wish I were a bird tomorrow;The rain would not beget my sorrow.I wish I were a bird next week,Though the forecast's looking bleak.I wish I was a bird last year,Though the weather was severe.I wish I were a bird at present,For though the weather is unpleasant,I would fly the whole day throughJust to simply be with you.
Rotary ClubEerie wind and mirthless skies,A pale and veiled woman stares at you, mournfully.She reaches out a skeletal hand.You realize, death is ETERNAL.The End.
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