Thin lips and turned out toes
Hello chin here’s my nose
Chubby tum
Big fat bum
Knees that knock
But I can still rock
It’s a doddle
To be able to waddle
Looking for a mate
Well that’s too late
I’ve now gone to seed
A bit like a weed
But what the heck
I can take it in the neck
I am still alive
And I shall survive
Look out world
Here comes the girl
(C) Storm Grayson