Move along, my Jellyblob
Our destination's near
Your jiggling hesitation
just exacerbates your fear

Chin up, o' Blob and chest out too
and steady as she goes
Take a long deep Blobbo breathe
and march on with your toes

The time it took this journey's path
has taken a toll on me
and now I am quite famished
So I beseech of thee ...

Slide on down this stainless blade
and drop onto this bread.
You will always be my Jellyblob
As long as I'm well fed.




The End

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