And she felt in her pockets and

Pulled out all... nananana

That was inside

A handful of

Bits and bobs nanananana

On the table

Oh blimey!

All shiny

From suntan

Some coins and

A ballpoint

Oh Shiny



She was facing me and

Walking backwards, and I

Could see her eyes growing

As round as saucers yes



Fresh as a rose

On the day of

The battle, or whatever that

Poem is

Truly sweet

All Shiny



She was facing me and

Walking backwards, and I

Could see her eyes growing

As round as saucers



And she felt in her pockets and

Pulled out all... nananana

That was inside

A handful of

Bits and bobs nanananana

On the table

Oh blimey!

All shiny

From suntan

Some coins and

A ballpoint