riding a hopper
He jumps on at the top
And the hopper bucks and kicks
But he is a resilient mouse
Whose knees are truly thick
He holds on past the daisies
The buttercups, and a daffodil
He never falls off,
While riding down this hill.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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