Melted Crayons

Are you unarguably ugly?

Weird and dry like a huckleberry?

to be appreciated only

in smarmy secret by a handful of creeps?

Rocks come from an assembly line

Inside of a mountain

I must have strange glasses on!

I must have taken a strange poison!

Drink melted crayons, Foofie. Drink every color in the

box.