Clouds make the sky beautiful, you make our lives miserable.
Have mercy, Kind sir.
You seem very calm,
But you are a bomb,
You pay, but don’t be this way,
It’ll be a fray, we are not prey.
You’re indispensable yet imposible.
You\'re a white peacock, we’re a chicken,
So, please be concernant, don’t be persistent,we cannot recurrent.
Award us a conferment which will make us resurgent.
I know you’re superior, we’re inferior,
But understand our strain, it\'s not a complain,
I know it\'s insane but if you want to retain, do not reign.