Author – Science, Environment, Travel, Children's Books
There’s some breakfast in my bathwater,
Cereal fell out of my hair.
It’s swelling and it’s swirling,
But that’s not all that’s floating there.
Drifting grass and bits of leaf
From playing at the park
Stick in gooey piles
On the top of my toy shark.
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