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Nonsense of the best
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Poetry by Bern.
Nonsense of the best.
I’ll have you know that mine is the power and the glory,
To tell you all in rhyme this my most wonderful story.
About my life with my most beautiful wife and our rise,
To the most largest cloud in the rainiest part in the skies.
Where we ate peanuts and shrimps mixed all together,
Defying the worst of the weather at the end of our tether.
We did this silly thing just for some fun with the people in our road,
People whose faces would deny us our pleasant lives and us goad.
The Sun came out and the clouds disappeared we fell from the skies,
Both of us innocent players falling as if in a dream because of the stupid old sun.
That did not like the two of us having some fun he could not shoot us with a gun,
He dried up all of the fluffiest of clouds not caring if we fell to the ground.
I like best the rain you know it makes those clouds and we smile when they are around.
In my power and my glory I have now told you my story.
Will you do the same as the wife and I, its nothing you know to fall to the ground,
Especially if you have solid bones and your brain is good and sound.
