In the morning, I looked and
Saw the sky;so bright shinning
I, heard my mind and i cinched
That ’twas never going to rain
I said it to be ablessed day-
A blessed day it later alter to
And before it could clock twelve
I looked at the sky again- cloudy
Then a heavy wind and I said
That the wind will dispel it away
Looking at the West, so full
As the cloud was pregnant
Came a heavy thunder with angry voice
Then the spites- the cloud had started smiling
I said it was never serious
Let me have my way and trek-
I left my legs in action
And moved it to my way
Halved-reach, the cloud left it
“Piti-piti…” I looked back:
Seeing no bike nor a cab,
I had to enjoy the song…
And before I could reach
My name had become ‘sorry’
In tremor, ‘ven my tooth
Each had started jamming another.
