by Arden Davidson (C)1998

One day while Durbin
was playing at dawn,
the Wickywak sun
let out one giant yawn.

"Boy, am I bored",
said the sun with a sigh.
"All day I just sit here
and light up the sky.

"I don't get to play
or do anything fun.
There is nothing more dull
than a bright, shiny sun."

"My goodness!", said Durbin,
"you sound awfully sad.
I never knew being the sun
was so bad."