“The Muggle in a Puddle”
Walking home I encountered a Muggle.
The wee Muggle seemed stuck in a Puddle.
Working quickly I soon had him outed.
Then running on he turned back and shouted—
“Thanks, mate, for the break, but I am rather late!
There’s a train to be caught on the double!”
Then off he ran,
Waving one muddy hand,
Leaving ripples behind in the puddle.
Images have been created for this piece with the assistance of AI . . . lovingly prepared and styled for Honey Hill Country and the world of Little Red Bear.
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Awesoome blog you have here
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You’re a Muggle Helper – I knew there was a reason that I liked you! What a lovely poem.
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