How long, a piece of string?
Why is the sky blue?
Is a forest where a bear,
Really has a poo?

Answers to these queries,
I have not a clue.
Though my quest to find out,
Keeps me in doo-doo.

I need simply accept,
A brilliant sky new.
Cause it accepts me.
Wow! Who knew?

Blue sky and driftwood. Trinidad, CA