Monday, April 18, 2022

In the Clouds

When someone’s head was in the clouds

It wasn’t really meant

To flatter; rather as a put-down,

That was the intent.

 

For clouds were puffs of fluffiness

Where nothing could be found

And one whose head was there did not

Have two feet on the ground.

 

Yet now there’s been a major shift

Since everyone’s on board

With reaching up into the Cloud,

Where everything is stored.

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