I told Dr. J about your ode – somehow he missed it amidst the thousands of questions and answers he wades through on Fluther. He felt awful that he missed it though and so dictated this response to me last night:
To my dear diavolobella,
There comes a day in a jelly’s life,
An hour dark, and with sadness rife,
That bids him wonder, “What have I
still on this Earth when I will die?”
“How will my work, my life’s ambition,
my hopes, my goals brought to fruition,
be remembered after I have gone –
Have I a foundation to stand upon?
Then, from midst the tidepools deep,
Your poem finds me and I weep.
For now I know my heart’s been true,
I’m forever content because of you.
It matters not that I float and glide
Under th’ sea, ‘long with the tide
For we are linked by other forces
Jell and Bunny together – of courses!
Our love magnanimously joins
my tentacles (and maybe loins)
to your silky self, your darling nose –
With every glance my love grows.
Although we may never say “I do”
One thing I’ll always know is true:
Like you I’ll never find another
So fine a bunny in my fluther!
So stay above, tend to your land
While I am tied to sea and sand.
But worry not, our love shall be
always constant, eternally.
- Dr. J