Droplets on the ceiling
Water slalom on the wall
The joy of life is in the air
And I hope I don’t fall

Puddles are created
Hair clinging to my hand
Bubbles forming everywhere
A beach without the sand

I know that this is all my fault
I offered gifts with joy
I didn’t know my dog would use
The water as a toy

So here I sit drenched through and through
With laughter and much fun
Next time I think I’ll fill the tub
Outside and in the sun