Dirt

Sometimes I wish I could run the fastest
Or have the most colors of crayons,
But I myself will be content
Just to play in dirt

I love to play in the dirt
With the company of my trucks
To laugh and build and play all day
In the filth and muck

I'm never satisfied unless I'm dirty
And find glory in being covered in grime
When my mother comes and tells me to come in
I cringe to hear it's bath time