What to do with a wimbelow
Is something everybody should know.
If you want to survive until eighty or so,
You must know what to do with a wimbelow. The minuscule twenty-ton wimbelow
Has venomous fangs and eyes that glow.
Don't let appearances fool you though;
He’s not quite as nice as his looks may show. He’ll only bring misery, pain, and woe,
That menacing malicious wimbelow.
Whether you be a friend or foe,
regardless, he’s likely to nibble your toe. The death from the bite of a wimbelow
Is horribly painful and terribly slow;
You’ll die in an instant before you know
You were bit by the dreaded wimbelow. He’ll look for you high
and he’ll look for you low,
Through summer heat or winter snow.
You may hide in Zimbabwe or Mexico,
But you can not hide from a wimbelow. So, what do you do with a wimbelow?
I should probably tell you before you go. But, what to do with a wimbelow
Is something that I do not know. ~ MY OWN CREATION
