a conversation written in a poetic style |
'It's raining, it's raining, it's pouring with rain.' 'We'll be bored to death, bored to death i say!' 'Well what can we do, just what can we do?' 'I don't know, I don't have a clue.' 'How about hide and seek?' 'I think I'd rather go to sleep.' 'Well let's do that, take a nap.' 'Oh c'mon we can have more fun than that.' 'Well, how about play with the bat and ball?' 'Things would be broken, mum'd hit the wall!' 'You think of something if you're such a genious.' 'I might be clever but nothing rhymes with that!' 'C'mon then miss brainy what do you want to do?' 'Go for a walk, take a trip to the zoo.' 'But it's raining you idiot, that's a silly answer.' 'Well then we'll do some exercise, become a dancer.' 'Will you stop twirling like a ballerina, I want to play with the wrestling arena.' 'Yuk! That's for boys and I'm a girl, let's play with dolls.' 'No! Lets watch a video or fight like trolls!' 'I think not, how about reading?' 'Oh, hang on I think the fish need feeding.' 'Don't walk away, books help you learn.' 'Wait, the weather, it's starting to turn!' 'Oh yeah, no rain and look there's the sun!' 'C'mon, c'mon lets go have some fun.' 'I'm coming, I'm here, wow the sky's really blue.' 'So now that we're out here, what do you want to do?' |