The Peahen
The whole year, I was a widow;
Longed for my husband, the cloud
Do you know, why did he go,
For you man, dare to say it loud
Nothing to amazed, but for real
You chased away my lovely cloud
With your axe, and saw your meal
It's ungrateful guy, dare to say it loud
But now he came and wept at me
Begged to avoid your hypocritic sword
He excused, how you suffer he did see
No more mistakes, dare to say it loud
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