Tweets from a carrot: Day 900 - still pretty dark down here... I think Bob was eaten by a rabbit... Have proclaimed myself God to the microbes, but they refuse to worship. Must smite.
Another toddler-inspired poem:
"Life is fleeting, like this banana.
Oh, I wish I could lie all day in a cabana,
instead of working - I don't wanna.
What's that smell? Dolce and Gabbana?"