Happy Cloud Stories

Don't come at me! Can you not see? I'm the toughest around! You think you're strong? You'll see you're wrong! I'll swat you right to the ground! I can see out so far! And touch all the stars! I'm hundred of stories high! You can't get me down, Or out of your town! No matter how many planes you do fly! I'm the strongest ape! Just look at my shape! You have no control over me! Try as you might, You can't match my fight! It's hopeless, soon you will see! Old Cat and Dog stared As Young Cat, teeth bared, Hung off of his tallest cat post. Swatting at flies, With intense, glaring eyes, In his daydream completely engrossed. "Cats are so weird," Dog simply sneered. Old Cat just shook his old head. "Don't say 'all cats'- We're not all like that. Young Cat's simply, um, spirited." "What can he be thinking?" Dog asked, staring, blinking At Young Cat, with his limbs all askew. Giving shoulders a shrug And

  If Goose meet for a party, they become Geese. By why aren't many Moose also called Meese? And more than one Ox somehow become Oxen, But when a Fox joins his pals, we don't  call them Foxen. While we're at it-Octopuses or just Octopi? Hippopotamuses?  Hippos?  Hippopotami? The bird Grouse flies with others, and they are termed Grouses. But a Mouse and his buddies aren't called Mouses? Many Bison and Sheep are having a ball Knowing in groups, their names don't change at all. Fungus and Cactus don't just add "e", "s"- Oh no!  You use "i", adding to the mess! We can find ourselves entertained at the Zoo, But thinking about it, are you confused too? There's no common rule to use for beast groups- To learn correct terms has us  jumping through hoops. I imagine he is having a good laugh at us, Figuring out what to call two hippopotamus. I am referring of course, no doubt, to the bloke Who made up different rules as some kind of joke.

Today was the day, fresh out of the nest. The babies would put their skills to the test. Mama led first, assuming they'd follow Her to the lake, near them in the hollow. She leapt out of the nest, and turned to her brood, "We learn swimming today!" as they finished  their food. They looked at Mom, questions in their eyes, Though this should not have come as a surprise. "Do we have to swim?" "The nest feels so snug!" "Up close to each other it's easy to hug!" "Why go to lake, so cold and so wet? "To be damp and chilly until the sun sets?" Mama Duck rolled her eyes, and then she had said, "Swimming's what we do, it's why Duck  feet are webbed! Our feathers protect us from chilly waters. So come now, all of my sons and my daughters." Reluctant, the Chicks filed out of the nest  With less excitement than Mom would  have guessed. They left, walking with

The Hedgehog felt a little down. Lonely, he felt quite sad. Such a friendly and outgoing guy, But hugs he never had. By nature, he was warm-hearted, And loved to talk and chat. But his quills were sharp, so friends stayed far. He couldn't blame them for that. On a walk he saw the Rabbit, Teary and wet-eyed. Rabbit explained he stubbed his toe. "It hurts so much!" he cried. Hedgehog gave his sympathies, And thought a hug would help. But as his spikes stuck Rabbit, He shouted, "Ouch!" and yelped. Rabbit frowned and limped away. Hedgehog then did lament,  "My aim was to give comfort- Pain was never my intent." He could not play with his mates, Not Touch Football nor Tag, Red Rover, Leapfrog, or Hand Clap. And not Capture the Flag. They didn't want to leave him out. They did like him so much. But what else could they do When his body hurt to touch? So Hedgehog would walk b