My Bones

I have an annoying knack Of making my bones go crack Such that Phil does disapprove Almost every time I move

It often causes a frown When I just go to bend down For even when he can’t see He knows from my noisy knee

And so it is that my thumb To make a sound does succumb And another creaky point Is in my foot – ankle joint

Then, of course, there is my jaw Hard e’en for me to ignore And this is only the start – My body’s falling apart!