Ode to Mud Puddles
When you're stuck in the grumps on a gray, rainy day,
When nothing is going the right kind of way,
Put on your rain boots,
Pull on a hat,
And go find a nice, muddy puddle to splat!
Not any sized puddle.
Oh no, not at all.
The puddle you pick
Must be this big
Not small.
A puddle too little
Is splashed in a split.
One tiny Splish!
And it's over, that's it!
A medium puddle's
A middle-bit better.
At least a few sploshes
I'd never say never.
EVening big puddle isn't the best.
The one that you ust eclipse all the rest
(I must have not proofread, this doesn't make sense, and I can't find this poem anywhere on the internet...)
Deep as a canyon.
Giant-sized-wide.
So large
You can't see the opposite side.
In wild kind of weather
Whenever it's wetter,
The bigger, the better
THE SPLASH!
Elena de Roo
New Zealand poet & children's author
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