Two little clouds, one summer's day,
Went flying through the sky.
They went so fast they bumped their heads,
And both began to cry.
Old Father Sun looked out and said,
"Oh, never mind my dears,
I'll send my little fairy folk
To dry your falling tears."
One fairy came in violet,
And one wore indigo,
In blue, green, yellow, orange and red,
They made a pretty row.
They wiped the cloud-tears all away,
And then from out the sky,
Upon a line the sunbeams made
They hung their gowns to dry.
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