Sea Monkeys Rule!

Don’t call me a brine shrimp.

I am a Sea-Monkey®,

A Sea-Monkey® of love.

I confound scientists

Sprung to life from just a little pouch.

I have three eyes

Because I just can’t get enough of you.

We will make sweet love

Behind the glow-in-the-dark treasure chest

Or not.

I am also asexual.

Don’t call me a brine shrimp.

I am a Sea-Monkey®,

A Sea-Monkey® of love.

Please remember to give me one level spoon

Of specially formulated Sea-Monkey® food

Once each week

And I promise you this:

Hours and hours of fun

Until I die within one to two years.

Or sooner

If you forget to feed me.

I am not a brine shrimp.

Do brine shrimp live in rocket ship homes?

Can brine shrimp perform tricks?

Do brine shrimp bring laughter to children the world over?

Have brine shrimp known love?

I am a giant.

I am a clown.

I am an astronaut.

I am a hunter.

So don’t call me a brine shrimp.

I am a Sea-Monkey®,

Your Sea-Monkey® of love.

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