Ode to a Mudokon Pop
Oh, the Glukkons
So many Glukkons,
Killing the meep to sell the mutton
Ah, the Vykers,
All of the vykers
Using spaceships so they're not hikers,
The sligs and the Interns,
So many sligs and interns,
With stitched up mouths or tails like worms,
Yet nothing beats,
The savoury meat,
Of a freshly cooked Mudokon.
This poem is part of the advertisements for GlukkonGluk Inc. Makers of Mudokon Pops since 1975. A mudokon Pop a day keeps the Big Face away!
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