Caveat: Poem #909

She asked, “How are you? Is it raining?”
“Yes! the rain occupies the air!”
“That leaves little room for sun.”
“But there are benefits.”
“Oh? Can you explain?”
“It makes a sound.”
“And that’s good?”
She frowned.

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One Response to Caveat: Poem #909

  1. Bob Gehrenbeck says:

    909 and 908 are awesome!

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