Grumpy Grey Rain Clouds

Grumpy grey rain clouds, why must you bother me so? You seem to follow me most everywhere I go? To the beach for some sun, towel and lotion in hand, And here you come casting your shade upon the sand. In the park for a ride on a warm afternoon, Next thing I know, drip, drip, drop from your sneaky gloom. Though you were not invited to my birthday, You showed up for cake and rained for most of the day. Silly old grey rain clouds, why must you pester me? Have you mistaken me for a flower, fruit or tree? Why can't you stay fluffy, happy, high and white, In the shape of turtles, ducks and puppies in flight? No, you choose to be dark, dreary, grumpy and grey, And to follow me around no matter what I say.