There Once Lived A Woman Named Jell-O Jiggler
There once lived a woman made of Jell-O. She jiggled and wiggled
as she walked. Invisible to most she was as clear as a window pane.
She often wore her heart on her sleeve and ended the day with washed
up colors, kind of like gelatin in hot water.
You can only imagine what happened each time it rained. Bit by bit
she would dissolve, all gelatin molecules and no grit.
Her collagen did bind but didn't stick, for often she cooled but rarely
bonded with another. She lacked courage and brave so they named her
Jello-Mellow. She craved sweeteners such as aspartame and sugar,
and when she didn't get the accolades, she got very very sad.
There once lived a lady with vibrant colors who got washed out by life.
She was a Jell-O Jiggler left at the bottom of the pan too long. Cut into more
shapes and sizes then I could remember. She lived in a box and never
got to see the world. Until one day a good soul took her home.
Together they stuck like two Jell-O Jigglers in one heart shaped box. She was kept out of the rain and she lit up like sunshine.
There once was a woman named Jell-O Jiggler, who traded her Jello for
a dollop of ice cream. You can only imagine what happened when it
rained ! Well that is a story for another day, Heh !
The End.
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