A sky coloured pink.
A sun coloured black.
Makes my green eyes blink.
And my dark thoughts think.
At the pink sky i look back.
And the black sun, light and heat it does lack.
I scratch my baldy head.
And go home to my wife and mistress filled bed.
I wake in the morning and i am all alone.
The pink sky and black sun, my wife and my mistress all mysteriously have gone.
- Author: Wallace ( Offline)
- Published: December 16th, 2017 01:33
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
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