The Fantasy Of Text
Monday, 30 March 2015
Wet Rabbit
Little wet Rabbit sat on slab,
I opened my umbrella,
but you ran too fast.
Now you're all wet,
and waiting to play.
It doesn't bother you,
rain wont stop play.
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