On lazy days when skies are blue
And butterflies come skipping through…
Drawing Zs upon the breeze
And everyone says thanks and please . . .
Here comes the Orange Smilers spinning,
Floating backwards as they’re grinning,
Tip-toeing with pirouettes
Upon the roly poly pets.
Nipping noses, tickling toses,
That’s the way a smiler goses.
Whooping, swooping, loop-de-looping,
Sipping slurps while chicken souping.
That’s the way a smiler passes,
Through the flowers and the grasses.
– uploading the rest “soon”!-