Tears flow down the window
as the snow melts upon the roof.
The old cow laughs
as it kicks the fresh manure from its hoof.
'It's a funny world'
I said.
As twilight
settled on my head.
The world is dark.
It has hit its mark.
'Everything is stark.'
Exclaimed the lark.
This poem is nuts.
It is full of ands and butts.
I pulled a thread.
My eyes popped right out of my head.
I found them in the morning,
resting quietly, under my bed.
I had rolled my eyes
right out of my head!
Psychological harassment!
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