Where can a man buy a cap for his knee ?
Or a key for the lock of his hair ?
And can his eyes be called a school ?
I would think – there are pupils there !
What jewels are found in the crown of his head ?
And who walks on the bridge of his nose ?
Can he use, in building, the roof of his mouth ?
The nails on the end of his toes ?
Can the crook of his elbow be sent to jail ?
If it can, well then, what did it do ?
And how does he sharpen his shoulder blades ?
I’ll be hanged if I know – do you ?
Can he sit in the shade of the palm of his hand ?
And beat time with the drum in his ear ?
Can the calf of his leg eat the corn on his toe ?
There’s somethin’ pretty strange here !
(Adapted by William Cole)