Lookie lookie lookie
Somethings written in my ******
It’s distaste for you will surely
Turn you into one real sookie
So don’t you lookie lookie lookie
In my private truthful ******
Cos I ain’t about to say no sorries
All because you want to nosey
And now your eyes have gone all sookie
All because you read my ******!
Doodling words in my book I made up this silly song.