The Puddle

What more is a puddle for
I can't resist, can you?

My feet leave the ground
Determined and bound
Really, what can I do?

Down with a crash
And up goes the splash
Ha-ha, isn’t this fun?

So, I’m all wet,
Haven’t melted yet,
I’ll just dry off in the sun!


Published by JJJ Interactive Books

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