Drinking Wine Spodyody
I see her nearly everyday.
Just a girl but she's okay.
I figure if she's heaven sent new disclosures should be
Imminent;
Real strain could be evident;
Metaphysics would be provident;
I'd sure to be obedient;
I'd love to be penitent.
Here she comes.
And then there she goes.
Cloud... One
Four Nine!