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CLOUD PICTURES.

It’s fun to look into the sky, And watch the clouds go sailing by Across the’ dazzling blue; A Palace fair, of pearly white, Stands towered high—a lovely sight! And then it quickly changes, quite Into another view. The cloud-shapes sometimes pile themselves Like merry troops of dancing Elves, A jolly company. _ They twist and twirl on nimble feet, Then proof! They’re now a Fairy Fleet Of magic schooners, trim and neat — Il’s very strange to see. We often think, young John and I, We’d love to jump into the sky, And join the white cloud’s play. Above the meadows green we’d go, And people down on earth below Would laugh to see us flying so. Through all the happy day !

! HOW TO TREAT MEN. ' Use every man after his desert, arm who shall ’scape whipping? Uso them 3 after your own honour and dignity: 9 tho less they deserve, tho more merit t la in your bounty.—Shakespear®.

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Taranaki Daily News, 13 July 1929, Page 20

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CLOUD PICTURES. Taranaki Daily News, 13 July 1929, Page 20

CLOUD PICTURES. Taranaki Daily News, 13 July 1929, Page 20