I can ride rough over terrain Or, I can sound rough, just trying to say your name.

A speck in the ocean A tiny spot in the sea If I get shipwrecked here You’d probably never find me.

If you’ll indulge Just a fun, silly one What tastes better than it smells?

A playful chase, quick and fleet, Marked by touch, a game complete. Bound to friends in joyful glee, I’m the seeker, come find me.

In salad church we bow our heads. ‘Word’ pray: before prayers said.