MAD LEWS

When the first Smookah looked up,
up to the bulbous melannic fruit
and knew hunger,
hunger for the sensuous red bradagh
and their purple nico trals
within,
they had no way to achieve melatasy,
and further knew ektobia.

It took innovation,
and the blinding revelation
from a kahdip youth
to realize
you could ask the melannic
to provide her bounty
by pulling the rarbs
and shaking the tree.

Split melannic
with burst bradagh
and tossed nico trals
spread across the firmament
before being gobbled into somatomei
by those first Smookah.
Ektofram flew.

This, of course,
gave rise to the squridel mass
and its own host of rubrixar
but that cleary
is a plyl
for another jam.