A second Saturday we went skating
This time it went dark as we went around
The rink. 'Rink a rink a roses' singing
And maybe 'Ice Ice Baby' too, the sound;
Skate Bush was playing, and I also found
Foreigner's 'Cold As Ice' quite nice to hum
We got there by bicicle, wheels went round
We were late so got our skates on for some
Slippery fun, not falling on our bums
At all, no falls, but oh, some near missing
Blades hissing and listening to my heart pound
Before that I ate duck in sauce of plum
In Cafe Rouge - it's handy for eating
On Saturdays when we are skating-bound
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