Happy Cloud Stories

Platypus was in crisis What herself she should be called. Due to many guises, In many classes she did fall. The Platypus scratched her head,  She always thought she knew. But she didn't have an answer When asked, "What are you?" "A Platypus, of course," she laughed. But Muskrat then had said, "But what exactly does that mean?" And she cocked her head. "What does it mean?  What am I?" And now it plagued her so. If she couldn't tell what she was Maybe someone else would know? She found the Duck and waddled up- "Know what a Platypus may be? I'm at a loss and thought you might Have more a clue than me." Duck looked at her and smiled wide- "A kind of duck, I'm sure! You lay eggs and have a bill! You needn't wonder more!" Platypus was glad at first. But it did not take too long Until she started to think and feel Duck was very wrong.

Have you ever paid attention To what animal groups are called? Here are a few of the names That have me most enthralled: Climb aboard some Otters, Because they are called a "Raft", Hyenas gathered in a "Cackle" Are sure to make you laugh. That "Murder" of Crows out there? Clearly killing time. While the "Conspiracy" of Ravens Is setting them up for a crime. Would you shake with fear Seeing Cobras in a "Quiver"? I'd be more afraid Meeting Sharks grouped in a "Shiver". Elephants strut their stuff Marching proud in their "Parade", A "Bask" of Crocs bathe in the sun Avoiding all the shade. A "Business" of Ferrets there Say you should mind your own. The "School" that those Fish swim in  Taught them all that they have known. Don't attack a large Frog "Army", Especially poison sorts! D

Misstep one, Misstep two, Sorry for barreling into you. For most graceful, I get no one's vote. I'm the klutziest, clumsiest mountain goat. We're supposed to be agile, nimble and sure, But I stumble and trip, my legs all a blur. I'm very unsteady.  Balance?  A stranger. To myself and others, I pose quite the danger. We live high up, near mountain tops, Walking along crags, looking down on steep drops. A klutzy goat is nobody's friend. It's lonely at the bottom, worse as we ascend. Some begin to come near, then start to think better, Afraid I may cause them to take a header. So alone I grazed, far below the rest. My equilibrium I dared not to test. I'd grown used to the distance, it's really not bad. But there were times I'd feel down and get sad. My herd wasn't mean, not cruel nor cold-hearted. I knew they felt bad when all this had started. It wasn't my fault, but it's really u

There are so many things I wish did exist. For many years now, I've been keeping a list. I'll be the greatest inventor when I am all grown. And the coolest machines I will then own. One idea was inspired 'cause all of my stuff Is grabbed by my bro, and he is quite rough. The "Create-A-Thingie" will make you another When your favorite toy is broken by your brother. Will Mom refuse to let you leave the table, Til you finish your plate, although you're unable? "I-Don't-Want-It-You-Eat-It" will make life a breeze When Mom makes you stay til you eat your veggies. Teacher says my math's in need of assist- A number of problems on my test I had missed. The "Number-ator" makes math skills much greater, Though I'm not sure it's different than my calculator... Bath hour in the way of your Lego time? Mom insists you get rid of the dirt and the grime? The "Dry Shower" cleans you,