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Fog Is My Name

 

Fog

is my

name


Fog is my name, don't confuse me

with frog,

I make things unseen or obscured.

You can't touch me or feel me

but you may think I'm cool

as I cover those hills and those horses!

I look white and wispy, possibly

an elegant fool,

as I spread my great wings into air.

I'm romantically linked

but you won't find me on Facebook

unless I've been tagged

and shared

for your pleasure.

I come in the morning,

can give you an evening,

I can come anywhere

where there's water and mood.

Many of you will soon drive through me

cursing as you go

because I have slowed your great speed.

I'm known to be dangerous

but that makes me laugh,

I'm as dangerous as fluffy clouds and marshmallows!

When I come you might hear a horn

(which, by the way, makes me quite horny!)

to warn all those ships close to land.

You might describe your mind as 'foggy',

which uses my name in vain!

but you're welcome to use me,

no need to thank me!

I am a great mystery

or at least I pretend,

Fog is my name,

You Can't See Me!



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