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Slimy Giant Slug
I wonder if you are best
Served with butter sauce

Mighty Wendecka
Where are you now, now that the
Greymyrs come to town

Jehane is the dream
Of every self- respecting
Thoom in Puddleby

Now Dora is here
And she too can enjoy the
joyful Thoom haiku

This old Thoom is tired
Must rest his damp squishy head
Time to go to bed!

Thooms breathe with air sacs
They are damp and squishy too
But very stylish.

I can remember
The good old days when our town
Was a single screen

Orga chasin' me
Someone drank my sody pop
I've got the Thoom blues

Roc bringing him down
Paramedic's got the blues
Lag is such a drag

Perhaps the ancients
In their infinite wisdom
Detest Thoom haiku