This compo reminded me of an old Credence Clearwater song. I decided to keep the integrity of the clouds in the sketch photoed out my back door:
Just got home from Illinois
Locked the front door, oh boy
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in. Pretty soon I'm singing.
Doo, doo, doo Lookin out my back door
Giant doin cartwheels. Statue wearing high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancin on the lawn.
Dinosaur Victrola. Listening to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, Lookin out my back door