I Love Chasing Clouds
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I love chasing the clouds
Across the fields and vales
In the calm morning
Against blasting gales
I love them passing over
High mountains tops
Hiding among bushes
And waves of ripe crops
I get enormous thrill
As they tarry over
Our land to check the sun
As a large fleecy cover
They change hues from
White, black and grey
Often, they remain for long
In gentle wind to merrily sway
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