THE BOY

There was once a boy called Skinner,

Who wouldn't eat all his dinner?

So he got so thin

You couldn't see his chin,

And his toes were even thinner ,

One thing that was good for him ,

For being so thin,

He could slide through the school gate,

And never be late,

His jacket was so big; the wind blew up the back,

And it made it looked like a sack,

He was standing in the garden,

His Father made a mistake ,

Thought he was a garden rake,

And that's what happens,

when your food slides off the plate,

So remember the story ,

Of skinny Skinner,

The boy who never ate his dinner,