Lived a blender, named Lemon Juice.
Perhaps the most terrifying thing
In a kitchen, as you'd guess.
All through an evening as it whirled
Devouring lots of different food.
Just as the walls were past the brown,
In flew a blender second one.
In minutes there's a terrible lament,
A human being had been blended!
The first one had a beard on him.
The second one a nose and a smile.
Lemon Juice, the third one had eyes
And all the same he thought he'd have some fun.
He blended three different blenders.
"To find out which's the best of the three!"
The big one took a great big gulp,
Then the small one took a sip.
"We've been fighting all night long!"
He said. Now, of course, he knew he was wrong,
Everybody thought they'd won.
They said it's a draw, a tie.
Well, Lemon Juice had a big sigh.
He blended a toothbrush and a bone,
He blended a can of Danish lager,
He blended a lawyer and a worm.
He blended a cheese and a yogurt.
But say what you will, the truth was clear:
Lemon Juice's whiskers were as straight as ever.