Tumbling Down The Hill

Playing with my cat,

With the little ball, I sat.

Curious I was to know;

What’s on the other side of the hill.

I ran towards the hill,

With my speed to the fullest;

As I slipped off my feet, tumbling down I went;

To the road across the street.

Good play is all I asked for,

My carelessness reminded me of its lessons.

I cared then to remember,

Of what mom said, "Be careful, the hills are too steep."

My cat did meow, at least someone around me who voiced.

I ran to home, to mom, in pain.

She first scolded me, then applied medicine,

I then pretended to be hungry;

And started to dine.