by Round and round it goes
When will it stop?
The colour of grass and lime
Make my skin as white as the snow
That falls oh how heavily
On the patchy gravel roads
The money paid doesn’t getaway
From the cracks and holes spotted daily
Or the roadkill on the sidewalks
As I walk down the neighbouring city
I guess life isn’t all roses
Will happy faces to be seen
Sometimes sadness is okay
But it is never to be mean
Everyone has a soul,
With maybe some awful exceptions
I hope everyone finds their soulmate
Without the horrible miscommunications
The green circles
Still spins
Without a knot
Without a nod
Behind all closed doors
Behind all of your windows
No matter the day you have had
The green circle has had
The worst day of them all
He spins for miles
Without a break,
On end!
It is truly just so sad
Is it inside?
Or something to be seen?
A light so light green
Octahedral
Or hexagonal
Maybe even tetrahedral.
The graph states many states of being
This is a true exception.