oh! mister cloud
oh! mister cloud where art thou going i am free this noon can you take me with you i know i am afraid of height but still i know you can take care of me and yes i am very light so that you can carry me easily on your back i wonder how lucky would they be who ride along with you and hey! i've seen you making shapes you made my grandpa's beards can you make my face and why do you look like cotton are you made of it then how can you carry water oh! i got it you might be carrying buckets but where do you get them from and keep them my mum says they are your tears the rain drops you shed when you weep i think she is right because i also rain when i weep but where do you get this water from from your home or from god's handpump hey look you are carrying roger my dog, my best friend and mother lied he had died i wanna play with him can you send him down i am missing him or! why don't you take ...