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