Once was a girl called Sam,
Who cut her finger in a baked bean can,
She ran for a plaster,
Which ended in disaster,
Breaking her neck just wasn't her plan,
Stupid baked beans,
Now she's hooked up to machines,
Her body in a plaster cast,
Maybe next time she won't run as fast,
Or she'll quit her job in school canteens.
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