Wilson is brave

Wilson is round

Wilson will be there, and even roll around.

Wilson can't walk

He can't even talk

Sometimes you'll need to set him on a rock.

But Wilson will listen

Wilson will admire

He facial expressions are always satire.

Wilson is white

Though naturally no red

The only body part he has is his head.

He sticks with you until you escape

He chooses his fate

He floats away with his air pressure rate.







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