umm, er........mmm.

I uhh. huh?

What:

Gloomy  Gus, Like Honey 
Ever since I was
I am,
It were hanging
Over me.
Really.
Cuddled by a mush-
Room cloud, and
Nursed at the
Boobs of doom.
If'n ye scum doubts
Me takes a look into
That place thee can not
See, and I will be
Standin' there lookin'
Back at ye, pus & lookin like
Honey.