• Jack lay apon the hill watching the clouds float by,
    Jill sat upon the hill keeping a close eye,
    "look a bird" cried out Jack point to a cloud,
    "no its a teapot." argued Jill sounding very proud.
    they sat and they argued, they argued and sat,
    by no agreement ever came of that,

    To each their own, we all have a view,
    Looking at the same thing i can still see it different than you.