The Blimps

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The blimp who used to fly
Would soar high into the sky
People would appreciate it's grace
Without seeing it up close or face to face

So they would try to drag it down
To see it's flaws and mistake
And then they would frown
And tell everybody that it's fake

The blimp who used to be happy
Enjoying the view of the sun
Even when it's windy or rainy
Even when it's not fun

So then it would come down
And feel the pain of the people
In sadness they would drown
A society so very feeble

But the blimp who had survived
The harsh rays of the sun and bad climate
The one who stayed, who endured, who flied
The one who reached the summit

They would look down on the ground,
But in a way which is positive
Land they might have found
But adventure was their initiative

March, 2020

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