I thought my life was in control
till right before my eyes did stroll
a creature few have ever seen
with purple feet and scales of green,

that covered seven yards of skin
below two lips that formed a grin,
which showed two sets of jagged teeth,
one group of nine with ten beneath.

My own teeth chattered at the sight --
my eyes were bugging out with fright,
but just as things were looking glum,
I saw the creature chewing gum!

He wasn't biting off a limb
of someone who had bothered him,
but blowing bubbles big and small --
not very frightful, not at all.

Then when he made a bubble pop,
I saw him take a backward hop.
His lips that once had formed a grin
now looked like they might soon begin

to quiver in a startled cry.
He'd scared himself, this big green guy.
"Don't be afraid," I shouted out.
"There is no need to run or pout.

It's just a bubble, nothing more --
just blow another three or four."
And that is how we came to be,
the best of friends you'll ever see.