Marlo moans and she groans
as they're out on the trail.
She starts wired, gets tired,
and insists that her legs are about to fail.
John-John puts on a show
and screams "Come on! Lets go!"
and to Marlo says, "Get out of my way, slow poke!"
He trots on ahead and gets stuck in the sand.
He yells out to Marlo, "Come give me a hand."
Marlo just laughs and says, "Not in this lifetime.
Watching you struggle is my new favorite pastime."
When John-John gets free, they both scurry on home
and never again did they ever try to roam.
The End :)
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