A Happy Bounce Had Lost His Bounce
a happy bounce had lost his bounce
it wasn’t much, just weighed an ounce
but for this bounce, his bounce was all
as he’d bounce
and bounce
around the house
but now, oh no his bounce had gone
and without his bounce, it wasn’t fun
the poor old bounce just stayed inside
but although now still, he never cried
he thought of days he had his bounce
and all the good times he could count
so out he went, how brave was he
and starting small became bouncy
it wasn’t much, just weighed an ounce
the happy bounce had found his bounce
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2025
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