One coccyx, sternum, hyoid small,
With two big hip bones—that is all.
Now in my limbs, just let me see,
I own a clavicle or key,
A scapula or shoulder blade,
And which for gold I wouldn't trade,
A humerus not meant for fun,
A radius and ulna one.
Eight carpals help to form my wrists.
Five metacarpals in my fist,