My new raincoat got tested while I was looking for a stream.
I was afraid that my paperboat would crumble before its dream.
But then I found one nearby our park, pheww!
I placed my crumbled boat perfectly and waited for my cue.
With a loud thunder from above, I released it from my end.
What will be its fate, I couldn’t comprehend.
It wobbled, it wobbled but it sailed throughout the stream;
For a second I was confused if it was I who was living his dream.
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