They would like it,
With cream and berries
Topped with a lollipop!
They wish it to be...
Scented with lilac.
And glaring with a rainbow,
Nonstop!
And with Robins and Morning doves,
To sing.
With a Sun beaming on a clear horizon.
They...
Want it all.
And cushy.
As cushy as a tush can be!
They want a life that's free...
Of rain.
'More confetti please! '
They would like it,
With cream and berries
Topped with a lollipop!
They wish it to be...
Scented with lilac.
And glaring with a rainbow,
Nonstop!
And with Robins and Morning doves,
To sing.
With a Sun beaming on a clear horizon.
They...
Want it all.
And cushy.
As cushy as a tush can be!
They want a life that's free...
Of rain.
As cushy as a tush can be!
Yes,
They do...
Want it all.
And free,
Of rain!
'What do you mean...
You've run out of confetti? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem