I haven’t a clue,
and I wish you had one too,
then we could share it.
A clue halfed is fun,
it’s not what it was but then,
it chance is doubled.
Logic eludes me,
and I find myself floating,
in random cloud thoughts.
The works still flow out,
and form a stream like water,
lit by the moon light.
There was rain today,
and the day before, I saw,
so good for my lawn.
I’m a betting man,
always thinking what I’d do,
if I won it big.
