I’m sorry, I feel like I’m being mean, but … really? It’s not that there’s anything hurtful or harmful or inherently bad about this book, it just doesn’t seem like there’s enough to it to have warranted someone taking the time to write it, and someone else taking the time to illustrate it, and someone else taking the bother and expense to publish it, let alone a reason for someone to spend good money to buy it and shelf space to store it and take the time to read it.  Okay, it rhymes, and the illustrations are kinda cute. but it’s just not a whole book worth.  Maybe if it had been published on a single page, in a collection of summertime poems, but as a whole book it just doesn’t seem worth the paper it’s printed on.