Running in the rain
As we go running in the rain all i see are puddles
we are going through and i am holding my bear named cuddles
mush, mush, mush goes the sound of my boots as i am running in the rain
i am all wet because of my broken umbrella, shirt soaked and socks all muddy
i have been outside in the rain so long my skin is as soft putty.
now i guess it is time to go inside but i do not want to because i have had much fun running in the rain.
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