The wheels on the bus go round and round,
round and round,
round and round.
The wheels on the bus go round and round,
all through the town.

Ok, so I'm blatantly not going out on a limb to find a poem/lyric today. It's cosy inside and it's a day off work so I just rushed out to the shops and took this on the way there. Now I'm all snuggled up under a rug about to watch an episode of House. Yay for Hugh Laurie!