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Pessimist
If today was a Monday
How blue I would be
But the day was Sat'day
He could've been happy as a bee
If it would be raining
How wet I could get
Even the clear blue sky above
Couldn't make happy his gait
If I slipped and fell on the slush
How badly would I hurt myself
The dry green tufts of grass
Didn't allow him to behave himself
I thought of ordering a full meal
Could make me feel bit heavy
He gulped down the meat balls
Left behind the delicious gravy
Drums pounded in his chest
As the heavy truck ran down the road
May God save me from being run over
He preferred to stay put in his abode
Thunder roared... lightning streaked
Sky went dark.. rain came down
He thought if he didn't have an umbrella
The rain could make him drown!
©bishu
