High Fives

Giving high fives
to the giggling squalls of rain
I feel like I'm in Millionaires row
Laughing at the people
who cannot summon a smile
All I see are blueberry pies
not listening to the world's advice
If you have a hand
Give in to religious Chant
still insisting theres meaning in it
This madness is too sweet to resist
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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