Cliche Craziness

Imaginations fun and free From simple things to really fancy Your mind escapes somewhere new Like when pigs are flying over you Wings spread out sharing the sky With large elephants way up high An umbrella you will need It will get messy yes indeed When it's raining cats and dogs Look out for the falling "logs" It's hard to tell or really know If its hot or frigid cold A coat or not upon your shoulder Visiting a hell that might freeze over You earned a penny and can save Till you turn over in your grave A bull causes chaos and drops All the china in the shops A chip on your shoulder can be A way to show your vanity A baby apples too young to see He hasn't fallen far from the tree Only coming out at night Worms won't be the early birds delight Behold all around is the beauty That your eyes can finally see That's all cliches my mind can bring It's over, let the fat lady sing.