lessnessmen

The climates and the seasons



The climates and the seasons
Are giving countless reasons

Why they're oh so volatile
Every once in a while

They have to flex their muscles
They spin into a tussle

They start to toss their thunder
N' tumbling vibes down under

They have to prove their control
Is beyond a lucky roll

So they will ever stack the odds
In the favor of the gods.




FOG




Big dark clouds float away
Don't bother me today
I've got the world to see
So don't fog up my scenery


Fluttering in the air
This lark has not a care
You greet me with a frown
Trying to shoot this birdie down


Touching down on the turf
Equipped to cross this earth
You show me 'don't walk' signs
But this here jay will walk in stride


WHG III