Clara lost her marbles 🤣

Claras marbles, round and colourful rolled down the steps and out of her back door

Claras brother hurried after coz Claras brother could run very fast

But Claras brother could not catch them even tho his little sister was aghast

So Claras brothers buddy Bobby came upon his best friends scene

With Clara and her brother Billy standing sad upon the village green

“Do not worry my best buddy Billy, I can run and win this race”

Billy smiled and Clara cried with mucky teardrops on her face

Well Bobby sped off into the sunshine with Clara and Billy standing still

And after Bobby had turned a corner there was Claras marbles running down a hill

Hurtling heavy like little bouncing balls, clicketty clacking on the ground

Passerby’s watched in slow motion as Claras marbles made that sound

Yet when Billys buddy Bobby reached the bottom, not a marble was to be seen

And he thought about his best chums sister Clara, crying on that village green

Though at the bottom of the hillside was a river that rolled to the sea