Bea – Curly Sheep

I haven't even opened my eyes yet, but the sound of rain tells me today will be difficult and disastrous.
Drip-drop, drip-drop.
Every raindrop on the roof wears me out.
Drip-drop, drip-drop.
I can hear Dad moving around in the kitchen. In her room, Mom is bleating happily as she gets ready.
Drip-drop, drip-drop.
Nothing for it, I'll have to get out of bed and face another wet day. The worst of it is, we have to play soccer outside in phys. ed. class.
I'll get soaked from head to hoof. I'll look ridiculous. I'll go all curly.