He had a plan to roll.

Down the hill with a puff, he went.

George came to a halt at a wall.

He had to think, how to pass.

His skill was to puff up and fly.

Up, up he went, over the wall.

He fell on a soft bed of fluff.

Look, a ball! He gave it a roll.

Tired, George went back to his den.

He had a bath, then off to bed.

His day was full of fun and fuss.

Good night, George. Sleep with no fuss.