There was a little boy called Mike

Who couldn’t ride his bike

He tried every day

But no matter which way

He couldn’t master that trike

A lively young girl from Kerang

liked life to go with a bang.

She could run like a cheetah —

indeed, no one could beat her

as she went with her yin and her yang.

Said Caitlin in search of a role 

To keep life balanced and whole,

‘I’ve finished with dancing 

With preening and prancing 

I’ll try kicking balls for a goal.’

There once was a dog named Scotty

Who was gradually going dotty

He sat in a puddle

In rather a muddle

And ended up really quiet grotty