Hey, luck in the sky!
How come you're up so high?
While pretending to be drawing nigh,
How long will you continue to fly?
Or are you nothing but a lie?
This joke has gone far too awry
You left me too dry to cry
Or to keep asking why
The only thing left is a sigh
To catch you, I wish I could try
But the chances, I could no longer buy
We both know you're just too sly
Only your reflection as the sty of my eye
A knot I could never tie
Should I just say my goodbye?
Or wait and pine till I die?

1:42/1:47pm / July 31st 2017

a monorhyme, as you can see...