As Poppet was walking
From Dogland one day,
She thought it would be
A fun day to play.
So she took a long walk
To the top of a hill
Because what she wanted
Was to roll down her ball.

The ball it rolled down.
It rolled down very fast
And poor little Poppet
Was sure to come last.
But she ran and she ran
Just as fast as she could
And she did catch that ball,
As it rolled through a wood.

What a choice for poor Poppet,
A stick or a ball?
As with only one mouth
She can't carry it all.
And so, she must choose
What's the best thing for her
But the sticks in that wood
Were so many and tall.

Little Poppet did ponder
A long time on this.
But then she did realise
The stick would be less
Of a long term investment,
So the ball would be best.
Then she ran home for tea
And a nice big long rest.