From Boredom To A Jolly Old Fellow
There once was a Lotad
Who was always down on his luck
And who was sick and tired of being called a water weed
And being used as a rain dish making him swim swiftly away
As if he saw something poisonous or buggy or just something simply flying by
Compared to Lotad who always wanted to keep low key
Lombre was a jolly old soul as happy as can be
His weakness never fazed him nor could he careless
As swimmed around swiftly any place he got the chance
He simply loved water and didn't even mind collecting some in his rain dish
Ludicolo however was jolly old soul
Maybe even jollier than Santa Clause ever was
A carefree soul as he dances within the water swimming in circles
Before swiftly swimming away and among the grass
He doesn't even care if his rain dish gets all wet