Campaigning For Clouds

Suddenly the country was blinded by the scenery
And the mountains were the heads of state
And congress were the shores
The sun casts his votes to change the season
The rivers are the Parliament

Yea, the country is beautiful
When the trees are green social security
A country who dreams the stars
Whose colors are the scenery

Campaigning for clouds
We will outnumber the winter's thunder
Automatically remember Autumn's September
And raining praises sing landscape's graces
We will campaign for clouds

Campaigning for clouds
With the leaves on the trees on the board of trustees
Forest animal's pleasure the national treasurer
God given sense the world's defense
We will campaign for clouds

by Royce Waxenfelter
10/22/90