“Your guttering
is spluttering!”
said a fluttering butterfly
that was just passing by.
I looked,
and it was.
.
“Why?” I questioned.
.
“Bee cause it is.”
buzzed a busy bee.
.
Which made much sense to me.
“Your guttering
is spluttering!”
said a fluttering butterfly
that was just passing by.
I looked,
and it was.
.
“Why?” I questioned.
.
“Bee cause it is.”
buzzed a busy bee.
.
Which made much sense to me.