“CLOUDBURST” 16 October 1995

I wandered lonely as a cloud
in a blue sky
looking for other clouds
to be friends with

they had their gangs
chose me last at football
that was OK.
I didn’t take it personally,

I’m only a cloud
I’m a bit rubbish at football
I’m good at rain.

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