} Human, Human, mini mite,
} In Urban jungles, out of sight,
} Human, Human, tiny spore,
} I'll answer your question, your faith restore.
} I exist; always have, always will.
} With me there was no spawn to spill.
} I'm the one and only, no Mom or Dad,
} No one to tell me, "Be good, not bad".
} Because of this I have no button,
} No dimple down there, I ain't got nuthin'.
} And thus, no fiber, no fuzz, no lint.
} But finding this out, you'll now pay a mint.
} You see, I hate being buttonless; it makes me mad.
} And it's a sorry human that makes me sad.
} Your question answered, I'll have one yet,
} So now, in payment, it's *your's* I'll get.