I’m on my little cycle and I’m Whizzing through the street. My gangly legs are spinning as I Rub against the seat.
An hour or so of cycling and my Skin begins to wear. My bottom starts to lose its skin with Pain I just can’t bear!
I have to stand and pedal so my Poor bum gets a break. But then the road gets hilly and my Legs begin to ache.
And then the weather takes a turn – it’s Just my bloody luck: I lose my grip in pouring rain and Slide beneath a truck.
So there I am up on the ward with Tubes stuck in my vein: They take some blood to check me out then Dose me for my pain.
The lab comes back to say they’ve found my My blood is thick with fat: ‘Your cholesterol’s going to kill you sir.’ Well Crikey – fancy that! I shuddered at the thought of death - I'm dying, I'm so ill! But doctor says ‘don’t worry - you can Take a little pill.’
Well there it is, I take my drugs to Keep my cholesterol down. I’m cycling round the streets again and Racing through the town.
Now when I think I need another Checkup for my blood, I simply slam a truck right in the Middle of a flood.