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Just one of millions, here I am,
I don’t know why I even try
To stand out from the rest of them.
I’m nothing special, that’s for sure,
A lowly drop am I.
I float around all day and night,
With others I in river lie,
Some days are calm and some a fright.
Just go along with all the rest,
Compliant drop am I.
Some days seems nothing comes my way,
Not even I have fish to spy,
Which makes a long and boring day.
What else can fellas like me do?
Bored lonely drop am I.
Through sun and rain, though hot or cold,
Still here as I watch days go by,
This job of floating gets so old.
Some others up from river jump,
But stuck right here am I.
And just when I am bored to tears,
Before my eye canoe goes by,
My closest chance in all these years.
Perhaps this is my lucky day,
A hopeful drop am I.
I’m splashing, here’s the fun I seek!
Just watch me fly below an eye
To land on girl’s sweet freckled cheek.
Such long awaited happiness,
Contented drop am I.
The little girl is giggling,
Cannot deny, does satisfy,
As I can feel it tickling.
No longer bored, I’m now fulfilled,
A happy drop am I.
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