At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Butterflies fly?
Or would it be because,
Babies always cry?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
People lie?
Or would it be because,
The right ones say bye-bye?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Planes zip across the sky?
Or would it be because,
Gossiping biddies are always exclaiming ‘oh my’!?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Some bread is made of rye?
Or would it be because,
Some give up before they try?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
There’s no such thing as the good guys?
Or would it be because,
Contentment makes everyone sigh?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
We live again after we die?
Or would it be because,
There’s always one more thing to buy?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Soap is made with lye?
Or would it be because,
Thickness is sometimes measured by ply?
At times I wonder why,
It is maybe because,
Any face or tone can turn wry?
Or would it be because,
Hair looks better with some dye?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Too much time has passed by?
Or would it be because,
A new beginning draws nigh?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Brown is the color of those eyes?
Or would it be because,
That restaurant serves Thai?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
The young lady is shy?
Or would it be because,
People get fat from pie?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Not everyone enjoys a fish fry?
Or would it be because,
Dressed up men wear a tie?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
The desert climate is dry?
Or would it be because,
It’s too rare to see a toned thigh?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
People are reluctant to say hi?
Or would it be because,
The waiter served a bad chai?
At times I wonder why,
Is it maybe because,
Approximately 3.14 is pi?
Or would it be because,
They say a fox is sly?
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