| "Gnomy the Peach" |
| Far in the meadow Beyond the sun's reach, Grows an evil little thing Called Gnomy the Peach. The bad, sad thing Brings sorrow to those Who take out its core And peel off its nose. Deep, deep inside Lie little worms still. Waiting for someone to eat them, With their poop they will kill. Then one fine day, Though with him it was bad, Came along innocent Smita Who ate it and became sad. Through her veins, The poison ran through Making her quite silly After eating this brew. She cried out insanity, Laughed at nothing at all Her mind became nothing, Just a big mushy ball. So kids, to this day, Remember this peach, Check out your fruits, So this evil will you not reach. |