Timmy Tiptoe woke up with a start. Today was the day! His first day at nursery! He dashed to the window, saying, 'Hooray!'
In his cozy pajamas, like the fuzz on a peach, he twirled and twinkled, with dreams in his reach.
Boom, bang, beep! His alarm clock chirped. 'I'm ready!' Timmy shouted as he joyfully slurped.
He brushed his teeth with a scrub-dub-dub, dressed himself up, in a quick rub-a-tub.
Timmy Tiptoe met his friends at the door, brave Benny Bear, and Sally Squirrel galore!
'We’ll sail on seas of giggles and glee!' Timmy chimed, excited as can be.
Crayons and paints in beautiful hues, colors like rainbows, pinks, and blues.
In Timmy’s storytime book, frogs could fly, cats could cook!
'Wow!' shouted Sally, 'This place is the best!’ ‘Who knew nursery could be better than the rest?’
As the afternoon sun started to shimmer and gleam, Timmy whispered, ‘Nursery is a dream!’
Tired but happy, with smiles so wide. First day of nursery, a wonderful ride.
Cozy in bed, as stars filled the skies. Timmy Tiptoe dreamt with closed eyes. 'Nursery tomorrow,’ he thought with delight, ‘Another adventure awaits in the morning light!’
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