Different strokes
for different folks
Some see it
black, some see it rose
In fact a
rainbow, multi hued
Hung on the
sky all askew;
They’ll say its
fair when it is foul
Give them
smiles, they’ll give back scowls
I saw a
sparrow drenched in rain
A big fat
cat found in it a game
Then there
was that other day
I stepped on
the gas and sent a spray
Of muddy
water on those around
It’s fun to
drive through rain, I found.
One small
step out of mundane
An avalanche
or mound of pain;
I’ll let it
go or join the flow
Be a jerk or
jolly fellow.
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