I like to hide in baths of bubbles
All my troubles
Snow white peaks of soapy foam
In waters deep
On the hilltop of my knee
I dress a winder scene in white
Soon the snow rolls off revealing
Soft new skin in Springs fresh light
My hands begin to shape the scape
Of land here in the tub-wide valley
Clothed in white, as light as lambs wool
My sheepish hand a plush pink pal
Now it becomes a wide-eyed rabbit
Perked up ears and curious air
Bunny wanders through the snowfall
Goes below to burrow there
Till the waves of winter ebb
And cause the snow of foam to fade
I am naked now instead,
No longer can I hide away
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