Ooeey, Gooey, Yellow Ooze

A beautiful thing appeared one day

Early in the Month of May
It was gorgeous in a stunning way
A strikingly colorful array

The people of a little town

Were captivated by the land's new crown
They gathered all their tools round
And tried to get this jewel down

They struck it with their mighty poles
And created four gigantic holes
Four colors came out in big steaming rolls
The towns' folk got scared and ran for their souls

Ooey Gooey Yellow Ooze
Coming down the road in two's
C'mon and help us spread the news!
Ooey Gooey Yellow Ooze

Blecky, Yucky Purple Slime
Coming down like serpentine
Oops it just got that mime!
Blecky Yucky Purple Slime

Icky, Sicky Big Green Goop
Coming down with Hoola Hoops
Somebody warn those girl guide troops!
Icky Sicky Big Green Goop

Dusty Musty Gross Brown Bunk
Pouring out of old car trunks
We have to stop it or we're sunk
Dusty Musty Gross Brown Bunk

Worried Furried Mr Mayor
Said, this town needs help, someone to care
To tame this colorful nightmare!
Poor worried furried Mr. Mayor

Happy Chappy Painter Paul
Heard the sad and tainted call
My paints and I can help them all!
Onward Happy Painter Paul

First he got the Yellow Ooze
By lighting a special color fuse
It exploded all the sallow hues
Goodbye Gooey Yellow Ooze

Then he hit the purple slime
Got it with some purple mines
Grabbed the slime and saved that mime
See ya later purple slime

Now on to the Big Green Goop
He cornered it in a chicken coop
Then turned it into Broccoli soup
Now is yummy big green goop

Last came musty gross Brown Bunk
He simply told it how much it stunk
It then backed off, an embarrassed hunk
No more worries about Gross Brown Bunk

Now finished, Paul turned around
He then stepped forward and made this sound
"You silly people of this town
Never knock another Rainbow down!"

Crabby Abby's Breakfast Adventure

Crabby Abby's Breakfast Adventure

Crabby Abby woke up one day,
Sat down to breakfast, to her dismay,
She no longer fancied her curds and whey,
They are much too sticky and taste like hay.

She grabbed her pup Otis and off they went,
Her plan was to use her puppy's keen scent,
To sniff out new food for her breakfast event,
Something so tasty, and yet not cost a cent.

Otis sniffed something down by the river,
It was a horrible smell, it gave Abby the shivers,
And tending the grill, was an old man, quite withered.
Who offered them barbequed, water snake livers.

After a while they saw a house near a brook,
And singing inside, was Gerda the cook,
Reading a recipe from her mouldy cookbook,
And then out of her cupboard, bug-guts she took.

As Abby and Otis went on down the path,
They saw George the Dragon fresh from his bath.
He was eating a sandwich and doing some math.
The sandwich was made from scraps from the trash.

Abby said, "Otis, this isn't good,
It seems that no-one has good tasting food.
Next meal we see might be one of blood pud',
So zip up your sweater, I'll put up my hood."

So back they went to their own breakfast table,
Grateful that their food required no label,
Where they ate curds and whey 'till they were no longer able
And that is the end of this little fable!