When you think of how big a cloud is
You have to think that it can only be
As big as your wishes make it
How big do you wish the cloud to be?
Or some other McKuenesque nonsense
Said to marginalize concepts like mass and propulsion
And old Rod did not pull his punches when it came
To matters of science and his disdain for right angles
So it will come as no surprise when everything ends
That we will exist in a world of clouds
As big as we can wish them
Try not to cry yourself to sleep. Stay awake and cry.
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