All children play: pups chew on things;
Small insects (with six legs) go hiking;
Bird babies try out feathered wings;
Bear cubs find climbing to their liking.
All children have some kind of fun:
Lion children practice roaring;
And fishworm kids don’t miss the sun–
They spend their spare time cave-exploring.
And now I’ve read this poem, I’LL
Go out and play a little while!
by Ray Romine Thursday, September 17, 1953
