Guys, guess whose back?
I felt a little poetic. I love poetry and the use of words in sentences. I prefer to write than speak because writing, I cannot stutter unless for effect. Anyway, so her is outside - inspired by the amazing British weather! :)
All you lot who woke up this morning to the sound of rain will get me.
My brother has boosters and I have to do this NCS thing so I have to drag myself out soon.
Outside
the sky is a placid grey
and the sun just hides away;
summer, it's one true love
has since come and gone
and the devastated sun
mourns.
the sky is a placid grey
and the sun just hides away;
summer, it's one true love
has since come and gone
and the devastated sun
mourns.
Out there,
it's raining cats and dogs.
it's raining cats and dogs.
Vigorously, rain attacks my roof,
refusing to relent.
The wind is coloured awfully,
in all directions, blowing ardently.
in all directions, blowing ardently.
Outside, most definitely
is not where I want to be
when the weather is taking out
it's wrath on me.
is not where I want to be
when the weather is taking out
it's wrath on me.
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