The Bubble
A mindless thing of wonder
From a stick I am deployed
To most I do confundir
My purpose to be enjoyed
I float across a meadow
Weaving through the grabbing hands
Playfully I slowly blow
Set out to journey the lands.
A mindless thing of wonder
From a stick I am deployed
To most I do confundir
My purpose to be enjoyed
I float across a meadow
Weaving through the grabbing hands
Playfully I slowly blow
Set out to journey the lands.