Muddy Puddles

Unlike any other child, Andrew wasn’t happy when the weather was mild.
He loved the heavy rain, bashing against the window pane.
He liked it even better when the floor got wetter,
Watching growing puddles, his words he muddled,
As he got more excited, outside he was invited,
And in his George Wellies, he got that feeling in his belly,
Splash! He had jumped so high, he splashed muddy water in his eye!
He gave a little wipe, then carried on in a hype.
He found the biggest, muddiest puddles, then asked Mummy for cuddles.
This meant Mummy jump too, and she did Wooo!
After the amazement off home we went,
Time for a splish and too play with the fish.