In the tub, with a jump and a cheer, Water leaps up, bringing joy and good cheer. With a plop and a giggle, it's a merry old dance A wet delight, giving bubbles a chance!

I’m part of you, but not quite seen. Break me once and you’ll know what I mean.

High or low, to be at the mercy of the moon

A golden shroud we seen in myth full of wonder and mystery man hid

Where streets meet in a grid, and stories unfold, A place of hustle, where tales are told. With shops and homes in a bustling mix, Life weaves through lanes, with tricky tricks.