You are so happy;
so full of mirth that you cry,
your loud laughter;
the rumbling thunder.
You are chicky and angry;
lulled by mischievous ennui,
tempest upon tempest repeating;
unless 'tis topped by lightning.
You are so bright;
the face of the sun and starlight,
coquettish clouds lids over moon;
widest smile of noon.
Bedecked drape on high;
gentle winds next to you sigh,
storms rip through your attire;
not perturbed! You never tire.
so full of mirth that you cry,
your loud laughter;
the rumbling thunder.
You are chicky and angry;
lulled by mischievous ennui,
tempest upon tempest repeating;
unless 'tis topped by lightning.
You are so bright;
the face of the sun and starlight,
coquettish clouds lids over moon;
widest smile of noon.
Bedecked drape on high;
gentle winds next to you sigh,
storms rip through your attire;
not perturbed! You never tire.
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