Today is Sunday...

Today is Sunday
But the Sun is disappear from the Day,
Kids are sitting at home
Nothing to play,
Birds are not singing
And shrinked in their nests,
Looking for the rays
B'coz the Sun disappear from the day,
Sometime after longtime
A loud voice to get into the ears,
Someboys somewhere cry,
Far on the roof, wet cloths are waiting,
When they will get dry.
Today everything want to make fullfil their pray,
B'coz the Sun is disappear from the Day.
Big birds not want their journey
But they have to,
Giving encourgmnt to the lazies
Saying look at you,
So what cloud geting more and more grey
B'coz the Sun is disappear from the Day.
Today is Sunday but the sun is disappear from the Day.

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