"I'd really rather not", said I,
"pluck a cotton ball from the sky...
for a person never knows,
from where it came or where it goes".
Yep. Ask anyone who knows me well... that's the way this brain of mine works... I see fluffy, whimsical clouds, and suddenly I'm in LaLa Land, composing a silly, rhyming ditty.
Next thing you know, I'll be designing a cloud sampler.