Soggy

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it's raining...
it's pouring...
the old man was snoring...
but he got in his head...
never went to bed...
blood pouring in the morning...

it's sad...
it's blue...
i used laugh too...
but they got into my head...
now i cry instead...
now we're all in mourning...

it's soggy...
it's wet...
now you're upset...
what happens when we forget...
and we all regret...
that we were all ignoring...

it's better...
it's okay...
are at least it'll be one day...
but for now we'll sing...
till morning brings...
what the crows were forlorning...

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