Bouncy Billy Barrington,
Forever accident prone.
For all his falling over
He never broke a bone.
He made an amazing discovery
At the age of ten,
When he took a nasty fall
And bounced right up again.

He'd fallen over the handlebars
Of his home-made bike,
But there was not a scratch on him,
The lucky little tyke!
He should have had some broken bones,
But he wasn't even bent.
Where Jack fell down and broke his crown
Billy didn't have a dent!

With this brand new talent
His mind began to race.
He brought a whole to meaning to
Pulling a funny face.
When he thought his flying mind
Had got right up and fled,
He grabbed a hold of his right ear
And wrapped it 'round his head!.

So he grew up as a street artist
But didn't take any money
For his payment was in knowing
That his stretchiness was funny.
He wasn't like a mercenary
Who given an inch would take a mile.
His payment was in happiness,
Give him a pinch, he'll take a smile :)

03/19/2007