Flippy fed on Tuesday
Flippy fed midweek
Yet as the shadows grew on that final, sacred hour
Flippy's heart did break.
Mr White did cry
Peppe' did eructate
And the earth did seem to shake
For Flippy had begun to sink,
to bob, to roll, to float.
Long, now, has it been,
Since said piscine tempest did break,
This night we light a candle,
Say a prayer, and eat our flake.
