Each time a Wickywak passed by,
Wilby had to stare.
And each time Michael scolded him,
said Wilby, "I don't care."

But when he tried to stare at Pritzy,
he suddenly heard a 'craaaack'.
Poor Wilby's head had turned so far,
he couldn't turn it back.

"Oh no! My head is stuck this way.
Whatever shall I do?
Everything looks backwards now.
I can't even see you!

"Where are you, Michael, come around!"

"I'm right here", Michael said.

"Oh there you are, my trusted friend.
You've got to fix my head!

"I don't know what to do, I think.
I'll have to get some help."
But as he started on his way
he heard a tiny "yelp!"