Boing! I need a bungee A good, springy bungee A bright yellow bungee To tie to my bunkbed. I'll jump off the top bunk And boing on my bungee, And feel all the blood Rushing straight to my head. Please, mum - a bungee! I don't want a slinky. Can't you give Joanna The slinky instead? She'd quite like a slinky To boing down the staircase, But I need a bungee To tie to my bed. Katherine Shirley If you've any thoughts about this poem, please share them with Katherine Shirley.