The birds where singing,
and my eyes where twingling.

But to the osteopath I had to go,
To that I couldn't say No.

I don't want to cry no more,
my throat is all sore.

On a Bed I had to lay,
And my dad couldn stop Snapping away.

But now I sleep the whole night through,
and by day I'm a happy boy to.

~|Enjoy|~