I looked across the bay
There was no sun today
Fog and mist a hidden ship
From my coffee cup I’ll sip.
The clouds seem so down to earth
A somber feeling, a lack of mirth.
One careless crow pass by my window
No sunshine no morning glow.
Wait a bit! Three ships I see
Sailing on the ocean free
Honking horns interrupt the peace
This city living is a beast.
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