There is a story to this little guy. Yes, this egg was laid in the sky! This egg that floats is a wonder to see, but when it hatches, that's what I'd hate to be! To fall through the sky, wings flapping madly, just to fly, don't diddly-daddly!
I don't know, it just came as a poem. I first realized that it was becoming a poem when "guy" and "sky" rhymed.