Come Paint With Me
Do you wanna come play in the paint with me?
Colours in tubs, ready for hands and feet
Dipping in slow, squishy - cold, in they go
Feeling the paint gushing between our toes
Stomp, Stomp, it splashes up to the knees
Pro Hart imagination - anything goes
Our grins playful and wide, a giggling mess
Do you wanna come play in the paint with me?
Now our hands, oh oh, where will this lead
Skin like a canvas, paint running down with ease
I get the slippery feeling it’s going to please
Mind like a child, happy, therapeutic and free
What could be more fun than painting with me?
Come join me in a total body paint graffiti :D
Copyright © Shaz Cheesman | Year Posted 2012
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