The Body

Take one look, just a peek.
No more than once, start at the feet

Work your way up, just a bit more
Don’t be afraid, just off the floor

Look at my knees, quarter of the way up
Circular and round, just like a cup

Roll your eyes higher, around the hips
Nice pink shorts, but don’t lick your lips

What is this round thing; it is where we store food
Nice blue top, skip the next bit it is rude

Long and skinny, round or fat
No matter what shape, weal leave it at that

Last but not least, the round bit at the top
Well call this the head, we have to stop.