Third Time's a Charm

Having knivey friends all while they spies. Arlo, spy-ster!

First try, I fell on my knees. Second time, I got stuck

in the trees. But the third time, I flew so high,

touching the clouds way up in the sky. Third time's a charm,

they always say, a little more effort lights the way. Try again,

don't lose your spark. Soon you'll be dancing in the park.

Tried to bake a pie, oh, what a mess. Flour on nose

and on my dress. But the third pie came out so sweet.