The wind is talking in clues
And yet saying nothing sensible; nonsense.
The clouds snicker above me
As if they were snickering at me. How rude they think they're perfect.
See that one there! It has a lump and that one there looks, well looks rather odd.
Is that an elephant trunk hanging free? Or perhaps something else hanging low...oh dear. Cloud, have a little decency.
The wind spoke, "Ignore them, they snicker for they know not
what beauty is"
And then the wind spoke once more with breathy blows "your mind must be with the clouds."
"Excuse me"
"You're being bullied by clouds and comforted by wind."
And then it stormed.
The clouds turned to rain
As the rain fell down
The wind blew round
and round
Oh dear...
Have I fell down the rabbit hole?
Again....
Or is this my shot at Emerald city?