(Iambic Septameter 2)
and why, does sky seem dry like pie and fall apart to
Earth?
it seems to me that all the glee is caught behind the
mirth.
without a stop, the sky comes down as fast as just
before.
the hen is free and runs to tell as just before, but
more.
and who will stew to find the clue that all of us will
need,
when sky and pie will fall to Earth and smash us as we
plead?
though brave to bash and fight for food, and soft domains
to sleep,
the cows and pigs step back and say, "not I, not I
will peep."
so who, so who will find what's true, and save us all
from sky,
be free and glee, find truth and sooth, and hold the sky
up high?
so then the hen is free again and runs to tell the rest,
a chance to save the sky like pie, the duck may now have
best.[not quite finished]-2 more stanzas...
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