Salt, its all your fault!
Once a mother said, "Oh brother!"
I ran to her and asked her why and all she said was don't be shy.
It is all its fault! What do you mean? I asked.
Its all the Salt's fault! I'll tell you the story. It is not a glory.
I put pepper in the rice and it started to look like mice!
Then I saw that it was the salt. Ugh, it was all Salt's fault!
Then I had a thing to say. Could I say it another day?
I made more rice. It didn't look like mice.
I mixed and rolled. I rolled and mixed.
Soon Everything got completely fixed!
