tiny shiney
rain drops sit on my grill,
and paint my window sill.
my paint brush drinks them in,
in the drawing colours fill
the green from the leaves
the blue from the sky
the red from my blush.
naughty naughty paint brush!
its all here
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Paint brushes can be very naughty sometimes. You just have to be very strict!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem.
Thanka very mucha!
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