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| Rain puddle, rain puddle lying on the ground. Why don't you make a sound? |
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| I see you. I even see me. Oh! You're wet and slippery. |
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| Sometimes clear. Sometimes brown. Sometimes different colors that go round and round. |
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| I throw a rock and you go splash. Oh, silly rain puddle you made me laugh. |
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| On pretty days you go away. When will you be here to stay? Rain puddle, rain puddle lying on the ground. Why don't you make a sound? {Faith Donogh} |
