It was a sunny day
I was out on my way
to the sky which was grey
It was the month of May
as I walking and talking
which I usually do
while eating pumpkin stew
I noticed a staircase
which seemed like a mystery case
was in my way
which led to the sky which was grey
and then I looked carefully
I saw a park to play
It was no more a sunny day
as night fell..
I tell you the tale of today
as I wail to my fail
the sky was no more grey
but it was a lovely day
I was out on my way
to the sky which was grey
It was the month of May
as I walking and talking
which I usually do
while eating pumpkin stew
I noticed a staircase
which seemed like a mystery case
was in my way
which led to the sky which was grey
and then I looked carefully
I saw a park to play
It was no more a sunny day
as night fell..
I tell you the tale of today
as I wail to my fail
the sky was no more grey
but it was a lovely day
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