The Qoolay and the Great Hullabaloo
 
T’was a bright and sunny day
When the Qoolay came to play
He came bouncing into town
On his Squigglehoozledown
Or at least that’s what they say
 
He was all smiles and laughter
Not quite sure what he’s after
He’d always stop to say hi
If you met him passing by
From his place in the rafters
 
Then one day (I swear it’s true)
There came a hullabaloo
The greatest one we had seen
Something different, something mean
Something decidedly blue
 
I think it came from the west
Looking for some place to rest
The Qoolay offered his bed
The creature just laughed and said
“Surely this must be a jest
 
“You offer your home to me
Tell me I can stay for free
But there can be no such man
Who can offer such a plan
Such a thing simply can’t be.”
 
The Qoolay frowned for a while
Then came back with a big smile
“I guess I’m different,” he said
While he was nodding his head
“My good’s as long as a mile”
 
The Hullabaloo grumbled
His thoughts were all quite jumbled
“I’d like you to come with me
On a world touring journey”
The great blue beast’s voice rumbled
 
“We will observe all the ways
That all these folks spend their days
To determine who is right
And test your world view, so trite.”
So across the world they blazed.
 
And everywhere that they went
Between them a handful of cents
Everybody shut their doors
And would deny them their stores
And proved the world was quite bent.
 
“So do you see it all now?
How they all treat us like cows?”
The hullabaloo proclaimed
“There is no one to be blamed
For humans are cruel, and how!”
 
But the Qoolay was not blue
“If it’s all the same to you,
I will keep on being kind
And maybe someday we’ll find
That people can be kind too.”
 
The Hullabaloo sighed deep
And laid himself down to sleep
“You keep telling yourself that
And try to convince the brats.
Kindness is spendy, rude’s cheap.”