A Littledark Cloud, by our good friend mousie
She appeared quite unobtrusively on the horizon, Despite the stark contrast she brandished amongst the others, Some glanced from the corner of their eye on occasion,
And spotted her amidst the dragons and horses and Silhouettes of Elvis Erudite observers sensed that the storm which brewed Within her held little significance when it came to their day-to-day,
The occasional glance to track her progress took but a second And then other matters would distract one From her gloomy depths Distant thunder can be heard but quickly forgotten
Stray bolts of lightning can be dodged and dismissed Each drop of rain can be tracked, but then lost As they darken the pavement and blend together Soon there will be hardly a trace
The deluge from her midst would soon abate And eventually she would dissipate and vanish As others had before her But her fate lay not in our
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