Pud-Muddle Poem

There's a little
muddle - puddle
in the middle
of the park
and it's huddled
in a hollow
and it's happy
as a lark.

It is catching
al the people
that it's splashing
by surprise,
cause that little
puddle-muddle
is a big one
in disguise.

If you're quick
and oh-so-careful
you can
hop
right
past,
but the old-pokes
and the slow-folks
they get
sssplash
sssplash
splashed!