One two buckle my shoe
Why do we always wanna tight things up
Clear the wishers chop in the trees
Lighting darkness
Bury in the sea
Why can't we have and go better mop flats
Tangle into the wood lands
Puss in a puss
I like lossing my way
And not feeling to find things
Why can't we look for a books on a wrong shop
Chop my own hops
Go tiptoe to wrong boxes
And send the wrong shoes
And send the wrong shoes
Why do we always wanna tight things up
Clear the wishers chop in the trees
Lighting darkness
Bury in the sea
So let me out of the box
Clumsy hollows
A trolly pocker
Never got into
But most of all polish
Let you see out