A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds
That threatened it — did run
And crouched behind his Yellow Door
Was the defiant sun —
Some conflict with those upper friends
So genial in the main
That we deplore peculiarly
Their arrogant campaign —
A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds
That threatened it — did run
And crouched behind his Yellow Door
Was the defiant sun —
Some conflict with those upper friends
So genial in the main
That we deplore peculiarly
Their arrogant campaign —
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