My gloves are purple,
This cave is cold,
But i'll still go for a furtle,
And find some mould,
My wetsocks are black,
This cave is cold,
I'll get some flack,
Oversuits don't fold,
My undersuit is wet,
This cave just got colder,
Lets get set,
We'd better get bolder,
Students love poems,
This one is rubbish,
Some tooings and fro-ings,
They'll throw some fish.