I'M The Cloud - Poem by RAPHAEL KARIBO
I am the cloud, that wacky and enormous cloud.my radiant eyes shines round thee, i watch the busy bees flapping.
My daughter, the thunder, she roars like that gold coloured hairy hungry lion, oh that brisk, swift lightning showing her fury state.
Those radiant chilly tears of my sibling descends to thy hard works to help them spry,
At time i feign to cry out, and i notice those bees beneath me flapping in fury.
I'm that cloud up there, yes that very up...
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