Clara Learns C
When a letter on the barn sparked her moo-tithmetic curiosity, Clara set off on an adventure to discover the many Cs of the world!
In a field of mooing cows so grand,
Lived a curious calf named Clara, quite the band.
While others munched on clover green,
Clara chased butterflies, a joyful scene.
One day a chart hung on the barn door wide,
Letters so bright, Clara couldn’t hide
A fascination for one that did curve,
Like a munching green worm, a sight to observe!
“That one!” she mooed, with a wet black nose,
“I want to learn C, from head to toes!”
The other cows blinked, “Silly moo-cow, you see,
C is for mooing, that’s plain to all three!”
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But Clara mooed back, with a determined head,
“There must be more to C, than just what is said!”
So off she trotted, with a flick of her tail,
To find all the Cs, that wouldn’t fail.
First, to the coop where the chickens reside,
“Clucky friends,” she mooed, with a walk by their side.
“What starts with a C?” she asked with a grin,
The hens stopped their pecking, a clucking din.
“Why, chicks, of course!” they all clucked with glee,
Fluffy and yellow, a sight to see!
Clara loved chicks, with their fluff so bright,
But a hug would be squish, so she held back tight.
Next, to the cat napping under the tree,
“Cozy Cat,” Clara mooed, politely, you see.
“What starts with a C?” she whispered low,
The cat, barely awake, gave a sleepy meow.
“A purr, silly cow,” he mumbled and yawned,
Curling back up, where his warmth was dawned.
Clara giggled, a purring cat’s sight,
Made a cozy nap, oh what a delight!
Finally, to the pond where a duck did reside,
With feathers so bright, in the water it did glide.
“Quackers,” she mooed, with a friendly hello,
“What starts with a C?” the duck splashed, “Let’s go!”
“A cool swim, of course!” the happy duck cried,
As Clara splashed back, with a moo by her side.
A cool swim on a hot day, a perfect fit,
Clara’s head full of Cs, not a single quit.
Chicks, cats, and cool dips, a world to explore,
The letter C held so much in store!
Back to the barn, with a smile so wide,
Mooing was important, but C, oh the pride!
From carrots so crunchy to clouds in the sky,
Cookies, a secret, a wink from Old Guy,
(Old MacDonald) The letter C, a friend by her side,
A world full of wonders, waiting to confide.
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