Round things include the world, maybe even
The universe, if we could see it all
The atoms that make up everything in
Huge amounts, are round, as electrons whirl
In orbit, Saturn's moons, the orbital
Ring roads around London and Manchester
They describe life and death as a circle
Wheels on the bus crush motorbike rider
While each day repeats the same old order
Night and day, day and night, you are the one
The first shall be last, the last first, spiral
Ride down the dizzying helter skelter
Or up the spiral steps to the dungeon
Life's a game of rounders - don't drop the ball!
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