My Sunflower
The wind is spanking the window
The darkness of the gloomy sky shades
My hope , buried in a land where a flower I can’t sow
The fog in my way never fades
‘Nope’ is all that I’ve been getting for several times in row
The fog in my day was sever; I couldn’t see the joyful parades
By a rop I was tied up like a cow
Like a smelly hog I am ; an object of trades
But I won’t conform and bow
I’m a machine but with sharp blades
I can shoot my goal with my own bow
The wind is spanking my window
The darkness of the gloomy sky fades
My flower in my land is now to grow
Gigantic sunflower it is ; from the bad weather me it shades
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