Hey! Just stop there You naughty syllables Where do you think you are going? Oh! Stay put in your place, that line is yours No, no, no, don't you run away Have just arranged you so Four, ten and back.

Know what I'll do? I will glue you in place If that does not work then perhaps I will stick you with a little scotch tape Four and six, you better not squirm Eight! I will lasso you Tether with ten.

They laughed at me Then with spritely steps Uh! Helter and skelter they went Gasping, sweating, I woke up with a jolt Alas! Held my head in my hand Realised, I had a Sequin to write.