Good morning, my buddy

Good morning, my buddy,
Sun is flooding,
Sweet wind is blowing,
Light clouds are flowing.

Be a goodie,
Stop being moody,
Have some foodie,
And we’re out playing
With the breeze and waving.

I’ll make you a pie,
Don’t ask why.
We’ve got some berries-
Red and sweet cherries.
All those sweeties
Will make a good treaty.

It’s time to take a break,
We’ll have a turkey steak,
That’ll make a tasty lunch
Together with a grapes bunch.

Storm is coming,
Rain starts drumming,
Hot milk and a cake
To finish the date.

Sun has set,
Grass is wet,
A port and cream
To start a night dream.


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