Muscatine

  Lewis J. Patrick.

I puddle up the neighborhood I make the mailman mad

 I wake the worm and spank the frog Sleeping on his lily pad

 And when the tulips in their beds Nod happily, it's true,

 I shake the petals of their hands And say, How do you dew?

 I never thought of it in that way

so thanks for making my day.