Paddington Panda Spills His Rice

Paddington Panda provides perky playfulness of soul
Bringing joy to the dinner table in happy tales.
But when he spills his enormous blue rice bowl
No one has ever heard such disappointed wails!

In her pretty kimono made of embroidered gold red silk,
His mother said, “Let’s not cry over spilled milk!’
“But this is not milk, it is much better than that!” He said with a whine.
It is rice and brown sugar! A favorite whenever he would dine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
May 18, 2022 at 2:40 PM
Ah, poor Paddington. Also, his mother.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 19, 2022 at 3:47 AM
Knowing his mother, he got another big bowl with extra brown sugar. I am married to him.
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