I took a walk within the woods,
A creek I had to cross.
The water was flowing swiftly,
I did not see the moss.

Before that moss I ever saw,
I took an awful crash.
The waters were so very cold,
As soaked when I did splash!

I cannot swim but the water
Was shallow at the time.
I slid again and fell back in,
Upon some algae slime.

The folks that walked behind just laughed
And I got mad wit 'em.
I wish they could fall in that creek,
Then I would laugh at 'em.

My teeth they chattered so fiercely
I thought I break a few;
The last creek that I had to cross
I fell in they did too!

{ Weasel }