Hell is let loose,
Someone’s pissing from the sky;
open my umbrella, that one I choose,
struggling to remain a little dry.
The sweety-pie next door,
a 5 yr wonder u may say;
Wet in the raincoats, drop to floor,
asks, “Is it night or a day?”
The boots are muddy,
the pony is undone;
And her, i call, my buddy,
as she waits for the sun.
She wonders a lot on the window,
I wonder what she wonders;
Probably searching a rainbow,
or looking for splendors ??
The birds in the corners, so cozy,
the butterfly on her plant, she plays;
And sparkles a smile so rosy,
like the spring flower fields & days.
She twinkles & winkles,
like i do to her;
Naughty, a drop she sprinkles,
well, just like i do to her.
Just as we understand it right,
to run away to the terrace;
Comes the villain with all might,
to fill up this vacant space.
Her mom, picks her away,
a bath & some food on the platter;
I wish i could tell her,
It’s just a matter of a splatter.
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