Though every kid from every team,
Was swimming off their self esteem,
The water was very mellow,
Like a lifeless slice of jello.

But the water began to yellow,
It was no longer mellow
I would like a slice of jello.

I met a young nice fellow,
Producer of the smello,
His name was Gorgie Wello.

But the water was no longer yellow,
It was much, much, much less mellow.

It started turning brown,
Kids were running from the ground.
I advise you do this to,
cause I’m having de ja vu.