I wish that I was tan
from all the sun that I’ve received
but I’m really kind of wan
unlike the bathers who’ve deceived
their eyes with butterflies
and rainbows all day long
that sparkle in the bluest skies
above a smiling throng.
I long to truly comprehend
this joyous little plane
of satisfaction without end
The Kingdom of No Rain,
perhaps someday the clouds will part
so I can see the path
that leads me to a sovereign heart
devoid of pointless wrath.
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