I would talk of curtains of blue,
And talk of clouds of rain,
Or the cold of the snow.
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But I don’t want to give,
English teachers the pleasure,
Of deciphering my work.
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By the poem what am I saying,
Is it I’m melancholy or,
Just trying to play around.
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Do your higher English on this,
And try and find where I am,
When I penned this one.