Worst day

It wouldn’t be the worst day,

If they all went away.

The clouds hold sway,

Hold my tan hostage,

And my vitamin D captive,

The big oak stops the music,

It halts the luminous,

Unable to stop the neutrinos,

It seems we are all billionaires,

As long as there’s a fusion burner up there,

To shower us with sub-atomic muon tau and electron,

So the clouds with their racket,

Renting out sol,

Man…they irk me some,

So like I said,

It wouldn’t be the worst day,

If they all went away.