Poetry

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SUN CAME OUT TO-DAY LOOKED WATERY IN A WAY,THE SUN LOOKED LIKE A
STRANGER IN THE CLOUD'S ITS FAINTNESS LETS US SEE HOW UNHELPFUL
CLOUD'S CAN BE,SKY DARKENED THEN AS WELL WHITIN MY HOUR'S TELL AS
MY PROSE CAN ONLY SAY,SUN RISE'S EVERY DAY ONLY CAN PAVE THE WAY,
SOME DAY'S ARE BRIGHT THEY FEEL SO RIGHT WHEN CLOUD'S WILL FADE
AWAY THERE'S NO STOPPIG THE SUN.FROM LONG AGO THAT MEANS AEONS YOU
KNOW,AM THE SUN AND FROM EAST TO WEST ON EVERY GOOD DAY I MAY
IMPRESS,THOUGH I MAY SOMETIME'S DIGRESS CLOUDS CAN BE SO DULL AS
THE SUN AM ALLWAYS ONE,ASK HUMAN FOLK'S WHO LIVE ON THE EARTH
THEY KNOW MY WORTH,SINCE GOD DID SET MY PATH FROM EAST TO WEST WILL
DO MY BEST,NOW I NEED A REST AMEN'S A GUEST NO CONTEST.
Joe.

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