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| I'm in love with mud, It's sad, I know, but true. I just can't help but splash in it, Or stomp a path right through. It's sticky and it's dirty, And it covers all my clothes. But when I see it lying there, A voice inside me grows... ...You can't resist, you know I'm right, It's fun to play in mud! Look at it just sitting there, I really think you should! I splatter in the grimy gloop, I can't resist the ooze! I run, I jump, I stamp about, It drips into my shoes! I like this poem because it is a funny delightful poem | ||||
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