An elderly lamppost it was.
He did not know what mission to hold to.
Sometimes
it confirmed to the rain its fears:
Nobody rains you, indeed!
You rain
You’re the rainer!
Occasionally
it warned the fog:
Apparently you have no shame before the moon!
You’ve been foggy so far!
You’re the curtain,
you,
the bird!
Dec 8, 2025
Dec 8, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
An elderly lamppost it was.
He did not know what mission to hold to.
Sometimes
it confirmed to the rain its fears:
Nobody rains you, indeed!
You rain
You’re the rainer!
Occasionally
it warned the fog:
Apparently you have no shame before the moon!
You’ve been foggy so far!
You’re the curtain,
you,
the bird!
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