The Blobfysh

The Blobfysh Blobfysh Blobfysh your ways are veiled All efforts to comprehend have failed. People think you’re just a blob, But what you really are is made by God. In deep waters you abide But scientists take you inside You truly are a mystery, Can you reveal it all to me? Why so slimy, why so squat? You can bend where I cannot. You are a fish who is discrete, Living where you live is a feat. Your existence is on the brink, Your dullish grey and your pink. Most of you is still unknown, Endangerment is clearly shown. Blobfysh Blobfysh you are fat; Why would you be made like that? In disguise you’re beautiful, So please, tune out the lying world. Blobfysh Blobfysh your ways are veiled All efforts to comprehend have failed. People think you’re just a blob, But what you really are is made by God.