The Orange Smilers

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”!-