It's a day of little mishaps for the Littlest Maitre.
First, a gust of cheeky wind
Picks up the picnic rug corner at Wattalmolla,
Covering Matai in a fairy dusting of sand grit.
Later, his little hand goes walkabout
And ends up being stuck at the bottom
Of a King Island Dairy cooler bag,
Which isn't fun at all !
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