A grave child has discovered bubbles,
Spheres glissando in the sun:
They pop and return to her all morning!
Now this must have been fun.
And then it’s off to classes and to school
Where she is taught the Golden rule
Do unto others as thou would have done unto thee
Surely she thought a Bubble needs this by reason of Fragility.
Forgive also the JelloFish, skeining down and slightly toxic
It does not mean to hurt anyone:
It means instead to float awhile in the sun
So also take care of the JelloFish my little one