Mud, oh mud, you stick to my shoes, Squelching along, leaving tracks with every step. Brown and messy, you're nature's own paint, Stuck in the muck, can't escape your grip. Splashing through puddles, feeling carefree and wild, Mud between toes, feeling like a child. Mud pies and mud fights, laughing all day, Dirty and messy, who cares what they say. Soaked through and muddy, but feeling alive, In the mud, we truly thrive. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! is the sound of my heart, rainbownBeating rapidly...