Life in a Metaphorical Punchbowl
When the sun is out
You want to roam about
The air is not clear
You wish rain was near
Sometimes the haze
Can last for days
The mountains are a scene
When you can see through the sheen
The inversion has set in
Some days you can’t win
Bring some snow or rain
To take away the stain
The inversion has made
The punchbowl effect
What the heck
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