Spring Goes Squish:
A Vibrant Volume Of Vociferous Vernal
Verse
Available in spring, summer, fall, winter 2007
SPRING, SUMMER, FALL 2008?
(But if you just can’t wait -
here’s a sneak peek...)
Spring goes GLUB. I ride my bike
Through puddles like a boat.
This one's so deep, I sink right down.
Too bad my bike can't float.
Spring goes RRRRR. My dad's outside.
He's got the mower on.
Now all the toys I left around
Are chewed up on the lawn.
Spring goes WAAAHHH! My brother punched,
I punched him back. He cried.
And even though it's pouring out,
Mom makes us play outside.