I once got smackulated on the headlythumper 
I think because I ran into a runnemdowner bumper. 
My brainlybox was crammly full of fuzzy hummlysqueakers 
And there, before my eyelyballs, were all these pooklepeekers. 
 
I spiedulated pooklepeekers everywhere I seen, 
Some wuz white an’ some wuz black an’ some wuz ghosty-green. 
They flashlied on and blinkied off an’ scurried up an’ down 
An’ scared th’ kneeknocks into me while I wuz on th’ ground. 
 
They chaselified each other ‘round like pissants ridin’ scooters 
An’ tingulated me so bad they tickled my patooters. 
Then suddenately, they were gone...an’ all I saw wuz sneakers 
With footyploppers stickin’ in ‘em...no more pooklepeekers. 
 
I instigately reelizated just why God had made ‘em... 
They perspicate a feelumgood inside our hurtiladem. 
By swizzelatin’ up an’ down around them peeplesneakers, 
They keeps our minds off painey things... Thank God for  
Pooklepeekers.







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