Jellyfish stew,
I'm loony for you,
I dearly adore you,
Oh,truly I do,
You are creepy to see,
Revolting to chew,
You slide down inside
With. Hullabaloo.

You're soggy,you're smelly,
Ou taste like shampoo,
You bog own my belly
With oodles of goo,
Yet I would glue noodles
And punes to m shoe,
For one oozy spoonful
Of jellyfish stew

𝖲𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋  

𝖫𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗅𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾  

𝖦𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 ocean's 𝗏𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌  

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋

𝖲𝗍𝗈𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍  

𝖠𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗁𝗌