lost and then found
The Foggy
The day seemed so bright in the beginning
I almost thought it was summer
But the rain poured down on our journey
Thank you lord for our trip and our return
Was a little chilly after that
Then i heard the anger and the joy
For it was your birthday and i looked up
Could not describe it you were so messed up
When your drunk you start acting the fool
But then the fogged rolled in
And the vision was blurry
But we made it home
And so we left all to and slept
I slept in the fog that night
But it a bubble of heat made by my truck
And that is the end of the poem in the Fog
I almost thought it was summer
But the rain poured down on our journey
Thank you lord for our trip and our return
Was a little chilly after that
Then i heard the anger and the joy
For it was your birthday and i looked up
Could not describe it you were so messed up
When your drunk you start acting the fool
But then the fogged rolled in
And the vision was blurry
But we made it home
And so we left all to and slept
I slept in the fog that night
But it a bubble of heat made by my truck
And that is the end of the poem in the Fog
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The Foggy
The Foggy
