Have not done this
        for years -
lain down and watched clouds
   crinoline-past.
I have no enchanted verse,
   no insights to add to canon
of cloud observation -
        flicks fingers lazy through files -
Nope! (shrugs) Nothing special.
   Just lying comfy-slothful
on tickling-debris-needles
   watching tree tops play toffs
with their top hat crowns
        tipping cheery 'Hellos' at clouds
brightly promenading past,
   while I fight nodding below,
small smile on face.

Wind picks up - hmmph!
If you're gonna start chucking cones, tree,
I'll be off!

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