That one little cloud

By Robert

Clouds, where do you begin?

They're fluffy, grey and live in the air,

One morning you see them

Next day they're not there.

And one little cloud was bored one day,

Then out of the blue he suddenly said hey!

And right on his face was a devilish grin,

His evil plan started to begin.

That cloud of mist spat water out of his mouth,

And the only thing it could do was travel south.

That liquid turned into rain,

Oh gosh that cloud really was a pain.

And that rain hit every city and town,

Every tree or bush, bike or cart,

Everyone was getting wet

But this was only the start.

This little cloud of steam who really was insane,

Called over his pals to play his little game.

The cloud bribed them with pies,

And as they too spat out the water the liquid began to rize.

Then along came lightning and thunder.

Ready to bring a path of destruction and plunder.

Thunder shouted its voice like a drum,

Lightning lit up the atmosphere but this was not done.

Down on earth people ran to their house,

People as big as a giant or as small as a mouse.

You locked the door,

Stamped on the floor,

The people outside were nothing more.

You looked out the window

All you could see was blue.

While up in the heavens

The cloud shouted woo hoo.

The hail now started,

Tennis ball size.

Now again the water,

Began to rize.

You looked out the window,

All you could see was blue,

Then you noticed the water was carrying the house and you!

And now it seemed in less than a day,

That one little cloud had got to you.