Gumball Theory

There is a theory I wish to tell
For everyone who has ever wondered
How the gumballs roll so well.
The start above in the gumball machine
And roll down the ramp with the a cling and turn
Then spiral to the door below.
All the while more beyond the eyes
The gumball is empty
With hollow eyes.

The reason is this
For I know it well
That gumballs are upturned
Then lose their swell.
They roll down the path
With a smoothe ease
Then on the way down
They start to wheeze.

They turn and tumble
Losing their grip
Then give up the fight
And begin to slip.

Now the theory is told
For I know it well
That the gumballs are empty
Never to tell.
Their experience silenced
They blew chunks too well.