curiosity
I wonder why the air is not seen?
Is it too naughty or is it too clean?
I wonder why the water seems blue?
Is it still choosing which colour will do?
I wonder why I can't fly?
Did I do something wrong or did I lie?
I wonder and wonder where is my tail?
Mom assures me though it'll come soon by mail!
I wonder why the rainbow is bent?
Is it too old or is it too hight to mend!
Questions don't end do they?
And I'm not surprised curiosity ends with a why.
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