Teletubbies

Upon the verdant, ever-rolling hill,
Where sunbeams giggled from a baby's face,
Lived four bright friends who danced with simple will,
And found their joy within that gentle space.
There Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa, Po,
With vibrant hues against the endless green,
Would watch the windmills, hear the flowers grow,
A simple, televised, and happy scene.
They’d share their Tubby Custard, warm and sweet,
And listen to the trumpets' merry sound,
In that strange, wondrous world beneath their feet,
A haven where pure innocence was found.
Though flooded now, the hill remains a part,
A cheerful memory within the heart.

Children’s, upbeat, happy