Those Single Cell Cuties: Minions
OH NO! We're all alone again.
No Master to tell us when
or even what we must do
We're all sad and feelin' blue.
Can someone give us a suggestion,
point us in the right direction
in our search for a new boss?
Without one, we Minions are at a loss.
If anyone can hear our voices
please tell us what are our choices.
Come closer, we won't bite
You won't satisfy our appetite.
Would you help in our search?
Don't tell us to look in a church.
That's not the kind of dominion
to find a new leader for a Minion.
We're not telling you lies.
Are you afraid because of our eyes?
Well, you don't have to frown!
Stop it, or we'll smack you down!
Kevin said, No. It's not good to be bad
like our old masters who were mad.
No more naughty corner for us, boys.
No more evil masters treating us like toys.
We may be little and yellow
but that's no reason to abuse a fellow.
Time to find a good Master.
One who won't make us create disaster.
YES! Let's go tell the other Minions
we've greased our brain pinions.
We'll not be 'impish guys."
Maybe those bananas made Stuart wise.
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They're still roaming all about
seeking a Master who isn't a lout.
Good luck, Minions; when you've found the one
keep making silly movies and having fun.
I hope the new Master they find
will be good to them, gentle and kind.
It would end their blue depression
and maybe their naughty acts of aggression.
These days those cuties of a single cell,
sometimes still raise a little bit of hell.
The Minions always make me laugh.
Maybe they'll send me their autograph!
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February 17, 2016
Minion Contest by: Silent One
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