I have this funny Ball of yarn, In the corner Of my Head.
It sits there, Nice and neat, And then I walk over, Pick it up, Look at it, Smile.
Then I start to worry it a little, Just because, It's There.
Then it starts, To Look, All tangled up, And messy.
Then I start, To trip, And fall,
Then I start, To trip, And fall, In my own Ball of yarn...