Wandering.
The expanses of time.
The universe.
A very vast place.
Everywhere.
You look around.
You see the people.
They frown around you.
Never happy.
Because they are sad.
You try to to talk to them.
They will not answer.
I don't know why.
Because they are rude, perhaps?

I ask a question.
To all of you.
What are your names?
Michael, or Gru?
Your names are special.
So very special.
Important to me.
So tell me your names.
I wanna know.
What time is it?
Half past noon?
Let's eat lunch.
I'll have macaroni.
You'll eat lasagna.
We'll dine together.
In your house.

Wandering.
All alone.

(laughter)

Pray tell.
Have you ever walked?
Walked to the end of a rainbow.
Where the Leprechauns sit.
Guarding their gold.
They get very angry.
If you try to touch.
But don't worry.
They don't bite much.
You see, the Leprechauns.
They're not very nice.
But if you give them gold.
You better think twice.
Before stealing it back.
'Cuz that's just not cool.
You see, Leprechauns,
Are way too school for cool.
They'll educate you, help you learn.
Teach things about... (laughter) yearning. (keep going!)
(laughter)

Oranges.
Don't really rhyme with anything.
Hard to include them into poetry.
I guess you could use a slant rhyme.
Maybe doorhinge.
What about silver?
Also not really well at rhyming.
Pilfer maybe?
Gosh.
So hard to think about these things.
So remember children.
When you're all alone.
Don't go walking.
Or talking.
To the Rainbow Leprechauns.
Or they'll eat your soul.
From a giant bowl.