Amidst the crowd, I speak to the cloud
fill us with your weeping and dry our panting
Children rejoice in your groaning and the aged a refreshing
The toiler is at ease and the eater eats
Your droppings Calls our goggling and your silence is our dryness
so did he yesterday and brought dismay
did the crowd speak to the cloud
I am not the only one that despise you
Prove yourself and make a boo.
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