The day is fine,
where I am now.
With the band rockin' and rollin'
A light soft rock beat,
With me typing at my seat.
The people all walking by,
Looking here, low and high.
The Open House is a place to behold,
For fun stuff are all unfolding
At every juncture.
Poetry in action indeed,
For no words can capture
What I can humanly see.
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