Foggy Hollow
The foggy hollow reverberates
with rooster's echoes
Cackling hens sing a laying tune
Biddies for their true beau
Horizonal wispy white clouds
Lie upon the blue sky
Birds of the morn sing love's refrain
So in love you and I
The sun cast a lavender glow
Upon those wispy clouds
Like a cold morning in winter
When the birds don't sing loud
As the sun continues to rise
A fireball cut in half
Sending red sunbeams through the trees
Printing a lithograph
The radiant orange beach ball
Floats in the eastern sky
Bringing warmth like chicken soup
or the gleam in a man's eye
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