Something out of place,
Nothing happy to embrace,
Tranquility replaced,
By a wry face.
Despite all I try,
Can't see eye to eye,
Neither can I pry,
Sigh.
A solution in need,
That is agreed,
Lest things recede,
And sadness be freed.
So give me a clue,
On what to do,
There be things I rue,
But its not time to bid adieu.
1 comment:
it rhymes :)
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