It's casual Friday with scientists in jeans,
With half of them relaxing and the others breaking things.
Sweeping robots with a broom is taxing (work's not any fun!)
But they're leaving for the weekend soon and all work must be done!
Hooray for real watercolor and fish up in the sky,
They must be really giant, just look at that falling guy!
Flapping arms but cannot fly, hoping to survive the fall-
Wishin' he could fry those fish but they're too big to eat 'em all!
This one goes out to wish Kashal-Tee a glorious 2017!
"It's almost twenty-seventeen and everybody's got a beer,
Grinning ear to ear to cheer a happy new year!
With Kashal-Tee here on the stage like a monster out a cage,
Internationally rapping, dropping wisdom like a sage!
Peeps were flapping to the scene to hear this emcee bard,
Partying hard while wearing ancient Swedish garb...
But the power of his sound bombarded some right off the mound!
(Floating down to the ground they landed in a lost and found.)
While the others danced around, demanding to hear more-
And found the energy to ask for more even after the encore!"