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The pompous black crow In his black tuxedo, a silly top hat, shiny black shoes, and dark shades strutted up to me the other day, tilted his head and asked "Hey Mister, How do you do?" I was new in the neighborhood I didn't want to offend Mr Pompous, so I replied meekly "I'm fine, thank you, how do you do?" Then another day  when the sky was pregnant he came to me dressed like a spy Eyes behind dark shades, dark trenchcoat, collars turned up and all. I wasn't sure if it was dark grey or black Because i remember wondering When dark grey became black Anyway, he wore a hat And he wore boots And he strutted up to me And asked me rather gruffly "Hey Mister, how do you do?" I said i was fine, thank you and how did he do And he went away. And then one day he came to see me again When i was in my flooded garden Rescuing drowning earthworms He seemed ruffled, wet and miserable In a dark but tattered raincoat (Was it dark grey or black?) And he looked at me sideways, shook himself and asked "Why aren't you indoors, don't you know its gonna rain for the next five days too and there's a red alert?" I said I was fine, thank you and how did he do And besides, was his raincoat dark grey or black? And the frogs and toads laughed in derision And they couldn't stop laughing, they are still laughing.
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May 16, 2022
May 16, 2022 at 6:17 PM UTC
When does dark grey become black?
The pompous black crow In his black tuxedo, a silly top hat, shiny black shoes, and dark shades strutted up to me the other day, tilted his head and asked "Hey Mister, How do you do?" I was new in the neighborhood I didn't want to offend Mr Pompous, so I replied meekly "I'm fine, thank you, how do you do?" Then another day  when the sky was pregnant he came to me dressed like a spy Eyes behind dark shades, dark trenchcoat, collars turned up and all. I wasn't sure if it was dark grey or black Because i remember wondering When dark grey became black Anyway, he wore a hat And he wore boots And he strutted up to me And asked me rather gruffly "Hey Mister, how do you do?" I said i was fine, thank you and how did he do And he went away. And then one day he came to see me again When i was in my flooded garden Rescuing drowning earthworms He seemed ruffled, wet and miserable In a dark but tattered raincoat (Was it dark grey or black?) And he looked at me sideways, shook himself and asked "Why aren't you indoors, don't you know its gonna rain for the next five days too and there's a red alert?" I said I was fine, thank you and how did he do And besides, was his raincoat dark grey or black? And the frogs and toads laughed in derision And they couldn't stop laughing, they are still laughing.
anilkumar-parat
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61/M/Indian
May 16, 2022
May 16, 2022 at 6:17 PM UTC
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