Meandering on – as would a cloud –
I billowed bored, with nowt to do
No, wait…
At least I tinkle on the crowd, and
On occasion, soak ‘em through!
You should see them bloody run
Without a brolly – oh the fun!
And when it’s cold, I dropp the hail,
Creating havoc – ne’er to fail!
I dump my snow a metre deep to
Trap ‘em all – I’m such a creep!
You know…
It ain’t so bad just being a cloud –
I’m really proud!