Jeeba the Amoeba: For Kids 1 to 100

When pigtails comb out into straight and the stuffed bear's stored away, When the marbles and the coloring books have finally seen their day, When the wheels of rusty roller skates can no longer turn, and the embers of the early days have long ceased to burn, When the weary plastic soldiers have returned home from their wars, and the big three-story doll house has finally closed its doors, These simple pages keep on giving 'til your final day, Oh, you'll put them down for a spell and you might walk away, And although perhaps you won't return to this very book per se, there are Jeebas in many forms you'll find along the way, If the message here is less than clear, can't find its way to your head, and you can no longer lift this book You probably are dead