Every Cloud Will Know You

find God
get a dog

paint your wagon
yellow

find some way
to mellow
out

it's going to be
a long winter 
man

take a stand
knock on Every
door

stop talking to yourself
there's nothing good 
in there

get out of there
get...out...of...there
dammit 

every cloud
will know your name

know Barbara or Sue
Steve or Mike...
or every cloud?
you know the answer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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