Chapter 1
Fasting on a sunny day.
What a crazy lump of clay;
On the side of golden bay.
What a crazy sunny day.
Sun burning like a flame;
Everybody is laying lame.
Still, I have just one claim;
Why sun is all at blame?
Waves crashing at the coast;
It's all that's most;
What I haven't lost;
On the day of zero frost.
All that surrounds me is blue.
Still, I haven't a single clue;
What brings people to have this view;
In these flames in form of dew?
I am looking like a streak;
In this queer meek.
Everybody's walking like a creep;
In these golden streets.
Sunny day is like a play;
Which starts without a delay.
Shines bright, just like hay;
What a crazy sunny day.
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Thank! I will update a new poem soon