Clouds

bout clouds

Skies Are Blue

but Clouds Just Keep coming Through

Sun Peeps Through Little Holes

And Shines On Little Things Like Moles

When The Clouds Fill The Sky

Or Even Just Pass By

I Think It Might Rain

But Not To Hard Like Pain

But Clouds Arn't As Bad as You Think

Because They Can Turn Pink!

The End

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