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 They float across their sapphire sea,
And are they looking down on me -
     Those sailing ships of fluffy down
     Which sail across our busy town?

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They do not have to stop at lights,
Nor turn their headlights on at night.
     They float away upon the breeze,
     Above the cities and the trees.

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Some clouds have shapes of things I know.
Look!  There’s a castle in the snow,
     And here you see a fairy train,
     A gliding ship or aeroplane.

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But I must leave them floating past
And bring myself to earth at last.
     I’ve things down here that must be done,
     But watching clouds was so much fun.

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