Fresh citrus drip drips,
Upon her sweet cherry cheeks,
Soaked socks by the rocks.
Oh no dear Cherry,
Why is an endearing creature like you,
Alone here by the river?
Your face is flushed!
And your socks, they're soaking wet!
It's dangerous here Cherry,
Best if you not stand in the waters.
Oh Cherry, tell me what happened child.
Cherry:
The river can accompany me,
Washes out my blues,
But I don't want to bring my ***** shoes,
That would be rude of me.
Can I stay here a little longer?