Medium Lukewarm: A Eulogy by Dr. Seuss
We stand here today, in the not-so-warm air,
As a not-so warm breeze un-coifs our hair.
The most darkest of clothes, we find ourselves in,
Clothes black as midnight, then blacker again.
Just look at young Petey,
in his goo-gum wood box,
his cold, lifeless feeties,
in Yellyboar-fur…
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