There’s a cloud, that I can spy
Its making pictures in the sky
It’s a face that’s smiling down
Then it changes to a frown

  A hat with feather sticking up
And that one there looks like a pup
A train with smoke just streaming out
And a big foot, its looks like gout

  Here’s another, its a tree
And another its, a bee
Then I see a waterfall
Again there is a mountain tall

  I witness ships in crooked line
There’s someones hand with a V sign
A candle flickers, then a sheep
A whale that’s swimming in the deep

  The only thing that worries though
With all these many clouds that blow
With all these pictures I can see
Why doe;s it have to rain on me