Wilma was an extra bouncy young
Who liked to play.
At top
“Slow down!” shouted an older cloud. “Ouch!” complained
Wilma was having such fun. She didn’t try to plough into the other clouds. But sometimes her attention wandered when she was playing.
By now, the other clouds had had
Wilma is a problem.
She thumped into me so hard a little drop of rain came
If she can’t play nicely, then she shouldn’t play at all.
“You must stay still!” they told her.
So she did. For a while.
But staying still was
She stretched herself into funny shapes.
Then she puffed
…uh-oh!
She grew so huge, she buffeted a storm cloud…
…that then shot a bolt of lightning straight into a
…blasting it into matchsticks.
“BAAAAAA!!!!” bleated a flock of frightened-looking
“SORRY,” cried
“Oh Wilma!” grouched the other clouds. “Go and play higher-up where you won’t be in the way.”
Wilma floated higher into the sky, not looking where she was going. As usual.
And then…
…uh-oh!
She ploughed into a skein of
…PLOP!
It landed on a
“SORRY,” Wilma called
“Oh Wilma!” chided the other clouds. “Go and play lower-down where you won’t be in the way.”
Wilma sped off, not looking where she was going. As usual.
And then…
…uh-oh!
She blew into some…
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