Legs are a Blessing
Mighty high kicks,
Right and left, high and low.
Fast and strong,
Mighty, powerful, long,
Rock solid legs,
Mighty powerful legs.
Supreme, quick,
Like wind making everything go on fire.
As my legs run, they are whipping up
Like a tornado.
They run faster and faster,
One hundred miles per hour!
They be faster on a track than on rocks.
They be winning race after race.
Until . . . . .
They run out of battery . . . . .
Next, they wake up,
And get some new energy all over again!
