The Amoeba is so small you need
A microscope to see one
It hurts the eyes, but I`ll concede,
I`d rather see then be one
They never sing or laugh or talk
Or eat fondeaux or ciche
And if you take one for a walk
You need a tiny leash
I know the thing must have a brain
Although I couldn`t tell you where
It sure must be an awful pain
To be so unicellular
