Quick, Igor, Fetch the Subject

Dr. Fraggle discovers a new formula.

Quick, Igor, Fetch the Subject

 

By Elton Camp

 

At last Dr. Fraggle has achieved success

He’s developed a potion to bring distress

 

“A mad scientist they dare to call me!

Now who’s insane we will very soon see.”

 

“For if my elixir proves to work under test

Its power will soon be felt by all the rest.”

 

“Helping mankind has been far overrated

Most people I meet, I’ve instantly hated.”

 

“My research, grants foundations all deny.

But their evaluations were nothing but a lie.”

 

“That my work has value they will now find

My potion’s fumes will change their mind.”

 

“Other scientists will beat a path to my door.

None will ever dare to revile me anymore.”

 

“And the grand name of Fraggle will be hailed

Unless I fail and then I’ll probably be jailed.”