Just for the fun of playing with rhymes (and thinking of my daughter):

Oh, I know a girl who loves lounging

a blanket and books for her friends

She can lounge on the couch 'til the sun sets,

and her legs don't remember they bend.

She waits for her mother to bring her

hot tea and a biscuit at noon

and she would, if of chores you'd relieve her,

warm the pillows 'til the rise of the moon.

Dani