My Ole' Rockin' Chair
Last nights' rain swiftly drained away
Fog is today's remnant
Thick as pea soup and silver shrouded
Oceans now a descendant
The roosters sing in sweet delight
The Doves coo resounding
The fog comes softly closer still
Crickets sing rejoicing
Dampness saturates roof and porch
Moistens the cushions there
All is wet even the cat's fur
And my ole' rocking chair
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