I have blocks
In my socks.
And it rocks,
'Cause I like blocks.
Not even a sly fox,
Could steal my blocks.

People come in flocks,
Just to see my blocks.
Even a giant box,
Can't fit all my blocks.
See all those clocks,
Counting out my blocks.

It takes ten oxes
Just to pull my blocks.
Someone just bought stocks,
On my collection of blocks.
And I'm wearing crocs,
'Cause they match my blocks.

Blocks Rock