A day of grey and sunshine;
of cold breeze and warm sun,
when the angle of the sun
makes for bad moments on the road
And just where did it go,
this asphalt river running
over hill and dale and shopping malls?
It was here a moment ago
when the the fiery glare of the sun,
angered he can not bring Spring,
took out his frustration on us poor mortals
Well, beats a Deluge...
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