Twas a freezy-squeezy morning and the entire world had froze
Billy’s bed was toasty – but icy was his nose.
The wind wooshed wet and rainy globs against the window in his room
He decided at age 25 he would leave his blankety cocoon.
Mother murmured words of pancakes and golden syrup galore
So Billy stretched a foot out and touched a toe onto the floor.
ZEEOW! WAAHAA! HOO HAA! GOLLEEE!
His big toe was now as freezing as could be!
A warm bed adrift in a sea of cold – whatever would he do?
Billy phoned the rescue helicopter crew.
A whickety-whackety of chopper noise arrived there in great haste
And threw Billy a bright red string to tie around his waist.
The helicopter wynched him up and up into the sky
Swinging him through the clouds with seagulls passing by.
They lowered him down and down as soon as they were able
And set him gently on ten pancakes at the breakfast table.
The pilot said “don’t hesitate to call on us once more
If you need to get to breakfast without touching the floor!”