Whrrr! that's the sound

As three wheels go whirling round!

It's the thing that I most like,

Travelling fastest on my trike!

I go here, I go there,

I go everywhere!  Everywhere!

Everything turns to a blur

As I whrrrr!  As I whrrrr!

Little Bug

Closer even than a hug

Cuddle to me, little bug

Little snail, little slug

Cuddle closer, little bug

The Four Winds

The western wind blows hot and dry

The north wind, low and cold

The eastern wind smells of morning

The south wind's soft, but bold