Eight balloons no one was buying All broke loose one afternoon. Eight balloons with strings a-flying, Free to do what they wanted to. One flew up to touch the sun – POP! One thought highways might be fun – POP! One took a nap in a cactus pile – POP! One stayed to play with a careless child – POP! One tried to taste some bacon frying – POP! One fell in love with a porcupine – POP! One looked close in a crocodile’s mouth – POP! One sat around ’til his air ran out – WHOOSH! Eight balloons no one was buying – They broke loose and away they flew, Free to float and free to fly And free to pop where they wanted to.