Dingleberry Dew Please

They sent her out for dingleberry dew. A crazy mission for no one gave her a clue. Were they orange, yellow, striped, green, red, or blue? She was a newcomer to this planet too. She had only been here a month, maybe two. They said we will send Robot C4 out with you. He will stick to you like Yabber Eye glue. They went down Highway four thousand and forty two. Looking all over for dingleberry dew. Is this it? She’d ask him for she really had no clue. Don’t know, he said. But I like being with you. They brought back berries of every kind of hue. Some were oozing a bit of blue dew too. Berry mongers laughed, and threw them a shoe. She left the planet without ever finding dingleberry dew But she had a new friend who had fallen in love with her too. Robot C4, her bestie, who lived with her until she was eighty-two. Then he went back to his planet, for he was only twenty-two. A December –May romance that worked for both with a giant yahoo!